Sweet to the tongue,
you taste of silver sugar,
dripping saturated love.

Beautiful to the eyes,
you look of starry sunlight,
glowing cruel ebony night.

Pleasant to the ears,
you sound of happy bells,
just a sound of sadness long.

Soft to the touch,
your skin glows ivory gold,
a careful cut diamond cold.

Aromas gentle to me,
you smell of roses and cloudy skies,
a child's play in rain.

Cascades of waterfalls
run down your flushing cheek,
it's sad to see to watch you die.

Like the rivers of the Amazon,
long and vast do your tears spread,
until all they can do is stop.