Even the dark night skies
He does make smile
The white blush of moon
His halo, today stolen
There upon my heart does lay
Unknowing eyes look
For him deep within
Where none do reside
Fragrant flowers of morn
Need worry not of its loss
For what is lost, its scent
Here does live your life
Your fragrance by winds
Absorbed, today blowing
The breeze onto my eyelids
That I know him
In the wind’s lovely feather
Wrapped and bundled
Young petals of the bud
That whisper to each other
Today I do realize
Is what for ages shall
Be given by no breeze
No cuddling by nature
Pearls of little jasmines
The clouds did gift
That with love I did accept
For no gem more rich
I could in all world find
That could well ornament
A special smile so precious
That no portrait of me caught
