The fragrance of your curves,
and the peace that takes flight with doves tickles the streams of my flesh
and my paradise abode so fresh.

The contour of your beauty;
the purest masterpiece of the city.
From the sip of your succulent tea,
I smelt the ozone scent of your passion like the kiss of the coffee.

Lost to the ravished kiss,
ended on the bed of your purple bliss.
Dreams of your valley pool,
blooms smells of sparkles of wildflowers of your emotional brew;

full with banquet of hibiscuses and roses;
exotic savour to the strings and bones of the noses.
Perfume of budding herbs, strong liquor and aromatic,
Winded me to your chamber covered with priceless interior fabrics

Elegant dates on hillside,
the saint...