Fresh flowers for the woman who took me to utopia,
She never failed to bring light in my corneas,
Her love fluttered the souls of my stars creating a phenomena,
Spreading mystical pigments in my dark areas.
Sweet chocolates for the woman who stayed by my side,
In times that I forgot how to smile and when lies kept me blind,
In smoothness and roughness of my life's ride.
Hugs and kisses for the woman who gave me enough attention,
Having a caring nature is her pride in all portion,
The maker of my own reflection,
Keeping me away from dangerous attractions,
Bringing sweet bliss in all those distractions.
A bright smile for the woman who filled me with courage and hope,
When life struck me hard with a tight grope,
Her aura always changes my bad horoscope.
A poem of greetings and sweet nothings for the woman who I love the most,
For the woman who became my map when I was lost,
For the woman who loved me back without a cost.
And belive me she is the most beautiful woman that I could ever have,
The most fairest of all that filled us with never ending love.