Like a cloud,
         colored by sun,
            the way he wishes,
                as the day progresses
changing in to
myriad forms
in the hands of wind;
              love transforms,
           one to other
many splendors,
still a constant,
isn't it a wonder?

Your eyes
             like diving fishes
                   search my depths
through my eyes.
They playfully
splash and swish
       in mind's waters,
         causing a wistful feeling.
Your lips quiver,
          fluttering like a bird,
                       that wants to fly
and sit at the top branch-
my expectant heart.