My soul is trapped
in her lustful poetry,
the youthfulness of her body
amends my imperfections
she is my Buddha,
an idol in a perfect heaven
my passion for her
is never unmitigated
she is ideal,
my deity of fire;
the rainbow in her eyes
reflects a torment of lust;
the opium in her look
send my mind to perfection
narcotic trips and
never endless joy...
