Sprinkle drops of honey upon the forehead of her beauty,
Lay upon her pale skin the velvet blue of night.
Night, breathing the sweetness of her joyful voice,
Night setting alight with the sparkles in her eyes.
Streak her hair softly with the gleam of the moon,
Carry her feet over shiny black pebbles,
Round and smooth, in numerous existence,
Guiding her steps, as she moves across the riverbed.