What happiness of admiring the birth of Autumn
Under you it's not that harmonious
To tell you that "you're beautiful" isn't enough
Cause many must have told you
Do you still have this elegance?
This melancholy adorable eyes
Of eyelids of a tenderness
That has neighboured the suffering
In which the intricacies of life has whiped
Attrative lady.... oh! surely yes!
But Lady, this ofcause!
Your mouth perfectly designed
And which surronds kisses
With all its "dynamic" fullness
Subtile and studied to the maximum
In parallel variations of saisons
The truth is too beautiful
For not delighting the soul that sees it
Your image is on top of the expressions of the street
Your eyes and your hands has delighted the clouds
And my dreams.....
By the flowers of love that are in the jardin of the time of life; I dedicate my most beaming thoughts to you in effort of cheering up your week.....
P.S: I'd be confused and ask you to forgive me, if you have a faithful lover, tell him to be reassured, I can't steal the love of another. But at all times, I'll keep your positive image that will forever flower the pages of a "heart".....