Ecstacy

I adore her lustrous eyes
Those saphire eyes,
Where I see the surge of seas:
The surge of love in bluish colour,
That wake my frozen heart's fervour.
I always stand at the brine
Of her heart where love is devine;
Where its vibrant waves are chaste
To churn my passionate heart in haste.
I often sail through the streams
Of our shoreless dreams
To see the glow in her astral eyes,
That bewitch my heart in ecstacy.