That Babe's Shape Has A Form
A Soft Silky Skin That Conform
With A Thunderless Eye Of A Storm
Reflects Way Down Near The Doom
And Reborns The Soul Very Warm
In A Tenderness Kiss I Assume
For It!, I Always Yearn To Come
Near The Nectar Smills Of Whom
I Dream To See Her Bloom
And Testify Her Perfect Form

That Babe Sings For The Bees
Hear Her Voice Rise Blazing Fire
Awakes Art Along With Morning breez
To Calm The Ocean's Shakeless Water
And Sparks The Stars In Each Whizz
Watch That Beauty That Would Alter
The Hot Summer To Winter Freez
Then Disolves And Warmth The Air
To Mix Your Feeling In Such Fus
Then Heal Your Soul With Her Cure

Author/ Aladdin AURES H.