I adore you just as I adore art,
shall I compare you with heaven’s drink,
or with the blossoming lavenders of spring?
shall I speak to you in swirling winds,
or whisper in your ears the song of kings?
shall I touch you like morning dew,
or glisten on you like a golden mist?
Shall I become the fragrance you wear,
or the sweetness you bear,
shall I fly with you in an open sky,
or sculpt you in front of zestful sun?
shall I become a breath you take,
or become a life in your eyes?
shall I become your fantasy,
Or pour in you my ecstasy?
Shall I surrender all the birds and butterflies to you,
So when you walk in my Garden,
These beauties shall follow you!