Rhythms of my poem
Spring from
Your beauty.
Rhymes of my voice
Emerge from
Your speech.
Eternal is a word
My heart spells
For your love.
A new language
I need to create
For your clarity.
When you approach me
With a sweet smile
Forest catches fire.
I captivate golden dawn
To present you
As a precious gift.
Contents of my poem is you
Hence your essence is due
As an eternal guest.
Let me wrap your beauty
To enclose inside thirst
Of my eyes.