I am lost in the bliss of thy chivalry
At the edge of creations spectacles
You make orchid gardens and dazzling
Rainbows look dull, in your presence
O’ heavens child,
Remember I had promised to
Never weave you into one of those
Classical poem or a song, to share
But to hide you deep inside the
Corridors of this vintage heart.
I broke down the ancient rule, now
Inviting the world into your world;
A treasure the good Lord gave me
To share your loveliness is not to
Share you completely,
’Cause you are all mine.