The first time I heard her voice,my mind was elevated,
Like alcohol I felt intoxicated, craving for more.
The first time I looked into her eyes,
I was levitated by its beauty.
Her fairness was undefined by nature,
Roses were demeaned by her image,
She was more beautiful than the setting sun.
Her mind was a subtle picture only gods could understand,
Philosophy could not explain its complexity.
Her reddish lips shared a duality in divinity and humanity,
It made...