Beauty – a spread out rose, resembling a flame,
Shines bright upon, me today,
Just as bright, as a flame;
She – with a light, to halt this night,
She beams and gleams her beauty
pleasing the eye, just so bright.
So the bird of love, requests to fly,
Just so high to see your smile,
Behind that beauty a person resides,
Just so sweet, for me to call mine.