Have you seen
Who my heart ticks for?
Behold! She is like a tender leaf
Hidden on the dry slope
Of the Northern hills
A rosebud
Hedged in the midst
Of piercing thorns
And a prayer
That calms down
My frayed nerves
And beats small my mountain rage.
Have you seen
Who my heart ticks for?
Behold! She is like a golden eagle
That soars high
Into the deep blue sky
A sweet song
Chirped by tens
Of humming birds
Under the dawn of the morning light
A Lullaby
That soothes my lumbago
And lures my brows to slumbering sounds.
Have you seen
Who my heart ticks for?
Behold!
She is like a merchandise
Of many kinds
In her brisk hand
Is a basket of treasure
To pleasure without measure
Purchased along the highway of time
Her love is like coats of onion bulbs
Persevere the teargas of its dissects
You will live to see
The innermost of its beauty
Pre-served.
Have you seen
Who my heart ticks for?
Behold! She is like a mother
Of many parts
Speechless messages like sweet wine
Flow freely from her blue eyes
Upon my dry gaze
A fountain that glows
In the midst of the valley
Strangers are often lost
In the mix of her words,
Unheard
Behold, the one whom my heart ticks for
Sitting as the green
Beside my royal stool.
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