Like the sun when it rises, I am awed by your radiance. A warm morning Has spilled upon your bare breasts Streaming highlights, Caught by the sun, Created by the sun. Like the sun when it rises, You have risen From quilts in the color of ivory, From me, now where I am seated In the bed of passion. Love sails a boat over your shoulders In the wind from an open window, Brought in, with the scents of a garden Below the heightened sash. With that, your hair is flurried into a storm, Your eyes gleam to the image of temptation, While the morning collapses into a shadow, I still see your nudity. You stretched arms to reach the sky, You allow the room to be filled with your aura, Your displacement is a kind placement In the center of this room, Where I hear the birds call out to you. I will bring you back To kiss you.