How can I not compare
to the light of the setting summer sun,
the colour of your golden hair
and the warmth of your lovely smile,
that make it seem cold and dim?

And how can I not feel like drowning
in the splendour of your byzantine eyes,
when the depths of the clearest oceans
and the endless blue of skies,
seem shallow and pale in comparison?

And how can I not want to stray
in that complex maze of your mind
when, all along the winding way,
there are so many  views to find
that simply take my breath away?

And how can I not hope to be
the cause for that lovely smile,
when it seems so obvious to me
that living life is more worthwhile
if I can share it with you?