Love makes you beautiful
when your eyes convey
the light of the stars
and the celestial bodies that kiss.
In the smile of your nights
while the city's clamor
builds alongside extravagance
a petty sentiment.
The warmth of your table
the races of the dancer on the table
when ideas intersect
and feelings wound you.
At the sound of the bells
and a memory so ancient
of gazes through the windows
bring sweet recollections.
Now that you are bound
to a heart and a caress
you smile, enchained
with eyes so clever.
Love makes you beautiful
and you shine like a star
the most beautiful thing.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario