The morning sun shines
Through the filigree shutters.
A wind full of light
Blows open her thin gauze robe.
A sly smile comes on her lips.
Her moth eyebrows arch
Over her beautiful eyes.

The new peach blossoms are glowing.
They fill the world with perfume.
Swallows fly through drifting petals.
The young leaves have a bitter smell.
Flying petals settle in the dew basins.
We arrange the branches in vases
And fill the house with beauty.
The petals sprinkle the old willow by the window
With vivid pink and white
Like rouge and powder.

My Beloved lives deep within my heart
She's in my arms yet moving through my soul
Part of me even though we're separate
I hold her tight and she will not let go

Oh my love, my heart burns hot with fire
And you are the one of my desire
Beloved, you are the crystal stream
That quenches my great thirst

Stepping lightly like I'm in the air
Your touch is velvet and your lips are dew
You are with me always everywhere
For you fill my heart and mind and soul

Oh my love, my voice sing to you
As you walk across my thoughts and dreams
Lightly touching me the way you do
As I long to touch you more