Beauty of the Heart

When your red cheeks shamed the setting sun

And filled me with desire as I called your name

As I drank from the overflowing cup of your love

Never for a moment thought of the day far, far off

When the setting sun would still set the sky on fire

Colors would not paint your cheeks red as you grow older

But the glow in your heart would still fill me with desire

And the beauty of your heart, my darling, would keep me inspired