I
Can thy radiant beauty
cease its duty to ray?
Can the rainbow of your smiles
cease to baptize me in gay?
Can the awaken eyes of mine
tell not the beauteous ride of dream
which indeed is he look in your eyes?
No, it can't.
Then how could my heart plea
the adorn of your wholeness
when all that's portrayed of me
is affections for real.


II
Look within my heart
Its abundant care like rhythm of lullaby
Look within to see
The naked and punctured lines
that erupts like an earthquake
At the sight of you Mona Lisa
No artificial can withstand your naturals.
Then how could my heart plea
The warmth inn of your whole
When all that depicts of me
is drunkenness of you
How could you not reason with me?