Love is a passionate
soaring bird,
a tranquil poem of love…
In my heart there are
many poems to tell…
Words to speak to
my dear one like music…
Love’s mystic stream
overflows in cadences …
My heart speaks of
love for you…
You are passionate
garden growing
many fruit trees…
Let’s make love
in setting of dusk…
Let’s paint our bodies
with lyrics of beauty….
Love let it lie
submerged in us
as musician’s flute
is on his lips.