South of this lake shall lay a stone;
where this lone poet shall repose.
Neigh woman to stand aside:
neigh hands by mine in this repose.
Day do I remember ;
when our glances met.
Years had I longed to meet this one,
few more and many a more glances.
Praise to the God for the courage;
he had bestowed to walk up to
this enchanting beauty.
to utter the first few words.
Day's , quite a few had past,
yet we felt we knew ;
each other for many a centuries.
T 'ese was the best Day's of my life.
I , stroked her silky hair;
my rough palms caressing,
upon her moist brow's.
Her red blossom lips;
locked to mine , forever I wished,
Crimson cheeks with little dimples.
Her soft Breast; laden a hand full.
Her slender waist;
for which many would die for;
Her rounded heels and curves,
Lost was I in her beauty.
Ne'er have I seen Eyes;
so bright yet with calm;
which speaks less but conveys a Lott.
Woman of grace she was,
And loved her I, a heart-full.
The moon shining bright;
in the vales at night.
she lurked me to her nest.
She was a lonely bird ,
until she found me.
Her Eye's giving love forever.
Her breast's were my B o'er.
Her warmth and love;
I shall ne' er forget.
For our hearts wished;
this bliss to last a life long.
There is ne' er a woman,
I'd wanna love such heart-full.
Long do I to hear ,
my lover's voice,
in these meadows.
where a flickering light of a lonesome candle remains.
The breeze whispering to these reeds,
by this lake; echoing just one name;
her name; it is
