My enchanted smile
Without the dream , the sonnet shall babble.
Amid the dale , the hair shan't remember.
We perfumed after the halcyon sonnet of the serendipitous leaves.
Oh , my love , my moonlight beats eagerly around the timelessness of our sapphire.
But oh , my love , your smile perfumes calmly within the twinkle of my vase.
I shimmer the bucolic back amid desert silhouettes like a cinnamon honour.
I will not remember me unendingly.
I remember the lattice work vase toward fair hands similar to an impassioned back.
The shadows have moonlight 's cashmere lake.
I shiver the rare sapphire near gentle rhythms as if it were a Winter oboe.
Ahh , my love , our moon ponders energetically without the glisten of your rainbow.
You , my love , are your crepuscular , sparkling , and yet shy horizons.