A smile
Some attraction
Sparks ownness.
Unaware of any lore
Blossoms a soft flower
Still radiates fragrance.
Eyes adore charm
A touch, so sweet and warm
Still caves in the mind so calm
And love showers us as balm
Joyful nature ever
Weaves music in compassion
Sowing the love in synergy
With His kind benison.
Lies all over mystery
With the beauty to praise
Bemused and happy, I thank
To cherish the aromatic age.
