|"The Favorite Poet"|
Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema - WikiArt
You are like a candle burning in the wind bearing a potent smile that affects all those admiring your beauty.
Even when you speak of sad things, you have a mellifluous voice, simply because of the sacredness in your tender heart.
When a flower sees you for the first time, you continue to live in its memory before you fade away like a warm breeze in a garden.
My beautiful darling, you entertain my eyes with beauty every time your feminine gracefulness kneels before the birds of heaven, allowing them to eat from your lovely, silken hands.
Darling, the bounty of my happiness is you, for flowers appear upon the pages of each love letter I pen to you.
My maiden, pages of love would mean nothing to me without the delectable image of you blossoming among their words.