Her...

If lips could move eyes

and by seeing shine,

I see, I see

the Sun behind her eyes!

Soft hair curling in waves,

smiling this way her gaze...

I dance, I dance

upon Sun-silken waves!

Kissing warmly her cheeks,

rushes blood as piqued

I rise, I rise

to her soft cheeks.

Entering her heart,

with water dripping trickles 

I flow, I flow

within her warm heart.

With caresses and tired arms

I fall to embrace,

to sleep, to sleep

clothed in her gentle arms.