Smile Baby.

Struggling to find something real, yet unreal and impossible to find.
Searching for the impossible in possible places,
finding what are out of this world yet in this world...
I feel it that am close to getting it, yet I feel I haven't even started.

Seeking for true friendship,
pure as the evening lakes,
fresh as the morning wind and sweet as the night dreams,
Like stairs of pure gold is her friendship to me.
Like a throne of sapphire stone is the beauty of her skin,
like jasper is the beauty of her tender heart,
like a hall of crystal is her presence to me.

As a baby longs for the milk of his mother's breast, so I long to see her face.
Desires will burn and the seas will blossom at the sound of her sweet voice,
the birds will gather at the door and windows to spy at her beauty.
Scents of perfumes will feel unworthy to clothe her skin  because she is already the scent of everything there is and will be..

Baby smile let the fishes of the sea leap for joy,
Baby walk let the trees of the forest blush as you walk by.
Swing your hips let  snowflakes fall off your hip dazzling in the brightness of the afternoon sun.. Baby dance let the mountains of snow roll in excitement