Thy haloed charm, & beauty to I,
are like meadows of jasmine, & orchid,
whose scent be wed an undying sigh,
while loyally thrashing an army of morbid...
The flavor of thy undying kiss,
is like the nectar of Jesus' passion,
it injects in my veins juices of bliss,
& it runs in this heart full of compassion...
If merely by dreams the stars shone as thee,
it'd be like those merciless waves of yore,
that cascade through a crystalline sea,
of diamonds, & sapphires that gleam evermore.
