Oh, you are the only
flower that blooms in my heart.
The only flower
that feeds on my love.
Oh, all my love and all my hope
is in you.
your heart is a treasure
that I search and long for
both night and day.
your lovely skin
is like precious golden silk.
Oh, if all the poems
and all the love songs
were made into one
it could never tell
of the depth of my love.
Oh, let me live in your arms.
Oh, how they are more soft and lovely
than the garden of eden
on the first day of creation,
and I am forever hypnotized by you.
Oh, you are the summit
of my highest hopes
and my deepest longing.
Oh, you are more lovely
than the songs of the angels.
The cooing of the morning doves,
and the song of the nightingale
can never tell of your beauty and grace
in body and in soul.
Oh, how I love them both!
Your love is sweeter than the sweetest honey
and more lovely than the most beautiful song
than this entire world of offer
that has ever been written,
and my heart will sing of you
as all the days of eternity pass.