Thy Eyes
Dance of l'amour - can't be forsaken, Light from thy eyes – can not be mistaken. Burning desire – will it ever go unrotten? Thy eyes’ fire – it can not be forgotten. Radiant sky's hue– whenever bright is your mood. Scarlet leaves pursue – wherever your legs stood. Many would starve, would plunder and kill, Many would carve – destiny, a subject of thy will. You gently appear, my self-esteem is gone, An unreachable princess – no need to be alone. Abandoning my eyesight, now are days of sorrow The grandiose await for the land of tomorrow. Thy body equal to the rain at desert lands, Thy hair’s beauty alike to tropical sands. A man of many faces, but only of one heart, Thou are it’s only owner, but you don’t take a part.
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