My desire is laced with golden rays
of light woven in the morning sun,
shining softly upon my lips
and cheeks.

Your lips,
sweet petals,
gentle and warm,
confess the dreams of
your soul.

The soul of an angel,
my angel,
spreads through me
and lifts me away somewhere
to a new horizon where
I am your king

I love your way and the
new horizon of dreams
in which I am your king
and you are my only queen,
my princess, my everything.
With this poem I wish you
a beautiful morning.
I love you.
Written: Maxima