You are
A garden,
Beloved
Of mine,
You are a
Heavenly garden.
Your hair is
The leaves
Of the trees.
Your eyes
Are two lakes
Of magic
Glowing like
The stars
Of the night.
Your cheeks
Are red roses.
Your lips
Are strawberries,
Fresh and ripe.
And your breast
Bears two sweet
Oranges,
And grapes,
From paradise.
You are
A garden,
Beloved
Of mine,
You are a
Heavenly garden,
Full of
Flowers,
Fruits,
And streams
Of wine.