You smile gently ... light overflows as an asterisk in pink heights. You warm your heart when you turn with a loving look in the black eyes. Hair relaxing ... silky rain rains, blossom rose in my poor heart, you give tenderness with your ruby lips. Girl young ... mermaid in the sea. Magic Fairy ... my soul turned me in a green veil of youth and love. Where I'm going with my thoughts I stare the magical image, fortunately sends a call. But you are small for an old poet. Alas, I can not dream of you, except when I relax and fly in the dream short ... then I want you.
