I'm not afraid to die of her smile
because no poison
no fuel,  adulterated......
and no betray in her mind

when she smiles deep and sweetly
then I want to  swim as much as I
and, of her tears like ocean
i wish I could swim, I can  fly of her voice

I love her specifically,  since
when we had been strangers for a day
for a night of flowering season
and we had smiled jointly by faced

I recalls that moments by heart and silenty
the beautiful moments returning
with holding her shadows --
she was smiled, that pictures arrived  again

Like a baby of smallest ages I play
and the pictures makes me happy
as I feel like the climbing on the peak of mountain's

I love her smile
makeup, beautify herself and
everything of her fashion
and designing, and become natural beauty

i love her like a fish loves water
i love her like  a bird loves sky