Sometimes, he’s an electric blue-eyed
eagle with a searing stare and a laid-back stance
A gentle and gracious flamingo would
shed feathers and change in a glance
Rising from the ground, a savage,
flaring phoenix appears
They ascend and swirl the sky,
embodying the gods’ greatest fears
More often than not, he’s the gallant,
vigorous archer
Running from the humid forest
while stretching his course, oak wood bow to tigers with eagerness
Until he hears the murmuring waves,
he slows down and goes to the sea
He rests with the fish, embracing
her cool tranquility
Rarely, she’s the radiant bumblebee,
fluttering in the fragrant yard
Even on a rainy day, she spreads
grains of joy with regard
Seeing the pale, withering wildflower,
she showers him with fulfillment
They stay awake as the warm
daylight comes, surrounded in the sweet-scented element
He’s the diver, who went to the
depths of the clear, salty ocean
The most lustrous and elegant
pearl was obtained because of devotion
He’s satisfied so he keeps her
and caresses her fair face,
Reminds her that she’ll be safe here
with him always