To S. L.
His name is ocean of the shine,
His eyes are deserts of the dream,
His lips are sugary divine
And he is God of Sun, it seams.
His hairs like rivers of the night,
His arms are stronger, than the wind,
That, who dont see his sacred light,
I think, can just only envy!
His smiles are brilliants of kings
And you cant take your gaze from him,
I am so happy, when he sings,
His voice is clear, like a stream.
If hes not now that naive guy,
Hell always be love only my
The 17th of September, 2007, 21:50
