To My Lover Cherie

Let's strut down the gardens; the vines have budded, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. Take my breath and I'm yours; Insigne my finger, I'll cling to you; Shall I call you Cherie And you shall be mine! I will lay upon your motherly breast and my worries shall evaporate like vapor! I shall kiss you so passionately We shall be lost in ecstasy! and the clouds shall cheer with lightening! Shall the clouds be consumed by the evaporation of our love There you shall moan and scream Until the earth is soaked in great deluge! The waters shall softly unclad us until we find our clothes no more And we shall lay bare in the middle of the ocean! Shall you scream soft and loud, and moan happily and wild until the queen of the coast shall jealously faint! And when the rains are over, With the wings of cupid Shall I scribble your image upon the skies, The memories in our hearts shall take us to eternal bliss! And when the rainbows come upon the skies, It shall remind the world of our great love.