The light is feeble,
Shy. Through the window,
Ray brush you, gentle
Bright and mellow.
On the bed you sit.
Your head softly tilts.
The world around, suspended.
Shhh (hold your breath)
From the heavens, a bless,
In a floral dress.
Dream and reality blended.
I am paralysed
So near from the skies.
Any movement
Would break this moment.
 
Let me stare at you for a century
And I will never end up in misery;
Your face is a treasure for me.
Such a beauty is a mystery,
The riddle that lead to all poetry,
The golden number of harmony.
 
In silence I hear you cry.
Do you know that a tear never lies?
I can’t promise my love forever will last
But I’m not the burden you fear from your past.
Trust in us and we will climb to the heights
Where nest all the most unthinkable delights.