C: Yoswa

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.