There's the flower blossoming And there's my sweetheart All my life I wished more luck Never anticipated such fortune With the sweetest bite on her lips Is the **** taking me places? Or is she proficient at this? Too much light through my eyes I close my eyes and see light red The heat you carry for me Transfer the magic, teach me Softness, lightness and fragrance All together, more than a zinnia In a lavender garden, ecstatic glow With warm feathers, ready to fly A yellow warbler, the soft cheeks In the deepest of my soul, it rolls The image of an unseen beauty
It's the beauty that is holding us, the beauty of her heart and her skin.