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.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: love