Lovely Sara
I've heard the moon whispering to the stars
About your beauty about your olive eyes
One lost its way,
One fells in you universe,
But another still fading away,
Here it dies.
They all swore that no one would shine again,
No one would rise!
Since your radiant face shining in size.
They all swore to remain in hiding and be disguised,
Since you're still shining on them,
They’re all amazed.
I've heard the springy waters singing your name
Praising your beauty, praising your fame,
The lyrics were simple repeating the same,
Oh lovely Sara! In look and name
I've seen the nightingale singing in cage,
I've seen the parrot in wild in rage,
Picking minty leaves and sage,
Shouting and shouting without blame.
I've seen the sun setting down in shyness,
For your undeclared title your highness,
You're a princess of joy, smile, and finesse,
You baby-sit the elder, the young and the baby-boy.
Your innocent look your childish nose,
Your ringy mouth, your chicks in rose,
Your strawberry lips your tongue in pose,
They all in place like a pretty toy.
Your tar oiled hair,
Your skin is fair,
My sight is blur,
I've lost it boy!
Your thighs and lips,
Your kiss and tips,
Your bosom and hips,
Are you an attraction or a divine decoy??
Your scruffy hair is a blossomed flower,
Showing its petals higher and lower,
Indicating directions like a tower.
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