With love on our mind
And our plot is unique.
The ways of love are extraordinary.
He started to meet by chance,
Where are we, embarrassed, existing
In unexpected shyness
And how many sparkling utterances
Unique and winged with soft feathers drifting through time my love
Comprised inside with the fire of passion
born in us at midnight hour of kisses
Gliding easily in his ripples of delight
When faced with each other,
But fear awakens us in reality
We do not believe that genius-case-
Merry good sorcerer –
With the reality of my love