The misty clouds of the lower heavens,
shade-trees in rows of sevens.
The crystal-clear natural fountains
and the magnificent resort Mountains.
Every season brings a unique fragrance of the air
whilst nature keeps entertaining like a fun-fair.
The serene skies embellished with the crimson Sun at even,
this place sure seems to be the residue of Eden,
and the dwelling place of a soft-spoken Princess;
adorned in Diamond bracelets which are priceless.
Oh lord! in deepest yearning I pray,
hasten my foot-steps towards her today.
For I desire to make my intents known to the most elusive of damsels,
who inhabits a World perhaps exclusive to Angels.
No honour, no humour, no gesture could give me as much delight,
as the delight I take in her embrace, so warm in a night
when eskimos yearn for the warmth of tropical Huts.
When I'm loathed, and contempt for me hurts,
in her Citadel of love will I take refuge
for protection from worries; so destructive and huge.

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