Laurella.

              Laurella.

There is something enchanting

about your smile.

I alone see the crease

of the eyes that shine forth.

Where perfection meets reality,

a soul sees out into

the open room of my heart.

Tiny nuances of the light,

playing on soft fleshy cheeks,

and in my heart a flutter.

A hope that your smile,

your thoughts,

are also coveting me.

Wild is the air of love,

passing across sultry lips aglow,

tenderly filling me with joy.

A welcome invitation to kiss,

a heartbeat I'll miss,

if I shall not know.

Smoothly you glide inside,

to places a moonbeam cannot reach.

Yet here on the light,

an intoxication you invite,

rising from the depths of,

loneliness that had kept me.

You have purged my half truth,

where once I had expired.

Something now is stirring me,

as the train of passion grows.

Did you sense the love I thought

to hold you in my arms?

Provocatively you walk my way,

to create a fainting resolve.

God alone could know my pain,

that your presence yet could solve.

I'd just like to tell you openly,

you're the world where I revolve...