From the glazing aura of the dusky dawn,
I saw the beautiful hues of your charming lips,
But the rosy red treasuries from which they were born,
Had the missing shades at their tips,
Under the loving chains of my heart,
I was revived to pour my existence,
In your tulips as an amulet,
Shrivelled under the red resplendence,
Of the cosy red glow of your lips,
I saw the serene sanguine,
Dancing with the charm of your gleeful...