Love Poem by sambhota wangpo

I do not have such a sweet words
That she can hear from long distance. But
My spirit always turns towards her moon,
I forget to turn away from her moon beams.
They say, I am a crazy about her
I think it is really a true.
No flower is above my head but she.
If I keep my silence from her,
She looks more beautiful.
If I keep my looking at her,
She looks more than this.
No ideas, what have I to do.
`cause love creates a beautiful palace inside my heart.
I know, the rose is metaphor to her.
Such petal, such fragrances, such a beautiful.
It roots griped my soul.
`Cause love creates a beautiful palace inside my heart.
Her face is the spring season.
A time, there is hope for plants.
Her heart is the summer season,
The cool breeze and its pleasent moving.
My world needs those seasons.
`Cause love creates a beautiful palace inside my heart.
I love her more than I am saying,
I miss her more than I am saying.
I will please her more than my words.
`Cause she is the beholder of my eyes.
Sans of her even forget myself sometimes.
Sans of her my eyes shed rains.
Even a single minute I can`t live.
Sans of her is everything Lose