My beloved I see you
in full flowing gowns of night
over placid distortions in pale perceptions
of willowy wavering moonlight
The serene pool highlights your fragile contours,
spectre blues and silvers gracing every feature
The radiance of your beauty overtakes me
chasing chill shades far
antithetical even to the premises of shadow
and so, the thought of you keeps me warm
How I rejoice in full sight
of flora reflected in your emeraldine eyes
your flowing locks shimmering in my gentle hands,
golden strands so precious
the worlds greatest treasure
my goddess,
your temple is immaculate