The eyes of golden veins
The hair of chocolate
The lips of red cherries
The smell of a spring day

His misty eyes were so deep;
As strong as the king of jungle's
His hands were spinning around,
playing around with my heart
and drowning himself into my fragile soul

The smile of the sun
He never told me the truth
The boy of the ocean
He surf all around my broken veins
And his lips were locked so tight
Left me alone
with untold feelings
and hidden stories.