As soft as snowflakes, shining like a star,
Fragile as daisies, tender as a sunbeam;
The strawberries of lips are filled with sweet nectar
And diamonds of eyes with so bright sparkling light (gleam).
But, still, your beauty is insuperably simple
Though nothing on the Earth is able to resist
Admiring your smile that pretty little dimples
Imperatively urges to exist.
Your laugh must be a sibling of a stream
That jovially tinkles in the forest.
And all this splendid grandeur`s not a dream –
This all is – YOU. And I am just your modest
Admirer.
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No. 4
© Copyright: Джордж Мэйсон, 2015
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