Beauty And Youth

By Author: Victor Rodriguez
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She has furnished a kingdom and woven a crown of golden laurels, that stands for love that lives upon my flesh.
Beloved, as her soul caused passion flowers to blossom within me unlike that of time which befalls a withering rose if true love is not found.
I give all of me to her before the heavens for I will never be without the fruits of the Gods.
I drink from the rich fountains of Athos where my heart flows freely with amorous care.
One minute before the design of her lovely face is more beautiful than the sky's portrait of a Tuscan sun.
Received by grace, a star of benign light shall fall before her and a bright angel shall enlighten her fortunate spirit.
Her way is like that of a sweet melody, to anything that breathes the air taken from the heights of heaven.
Traces of her passion are found within me with a golden harp playing the many tones of love.
Splendor shall be hers, for she sails upon the vessel of the sun. Let the radiance rise within her from that which her eyes have devoured.
Sending forth such light which envelopes in the folds of golden rays and stand of ...
... divine beauty in every running of the day.
Between two halves of the sky there the portal of heaven opens to the Gateway of Paradise.
Leading to the true ways of her heart where the transformation of her mortal soul to an angel may take place before God.
Forms of youth in beauty bless her with loveliness and defy time and age.
Bringing praises to her spirit with strong chords and angelic voices singing holy lyrics from the book of light.
Two wings are grown like those of an angel, two feathers where a golden bow spurs points in flight.
The only stars above the temple of Trajan look down upon the one whom I call my Amaterasu.
Her secret is in the eyes of the mirror, the light of the sun and her heart loves with fury that could tremble the columns as far as the city of David.
The world is silent before her standing at the passageway of the horizon.
By the name of Eros she will grace love, the star with a piercing glance.
A hand which springs from earth beholds the holy tablets of the aisles and the flames of Egypt.
Where the flowers of the lotus, blossom into love inspiring arrows.
Truth has given verdict, and raises her upon the throne of Nirvana, set forth beyond the Saints.
Where words of love by a skillful scribe put an end to the Poet's of Athena's text.
With a sun that might have set me a flame, she beholds a burning heart and in its holy reply; all beings consumed by the earth-God, each in its shrine follows her spirit beyond the properties of night into the regions of dawn.
O' my dear of immortal rapture who springs lakes of fire in her eyes, register dominions in a summary of glory. Her love transports me through the Eastern halls of heaven fields of Elysian, and unveil her face in such angelic images.
Symbols of life walk the hidden path to her city where resplendence stands under her canopy, bearing wings. The form of a mortal, she who is seen, proceeds from the stars, sweet Goddess whose flesh sends forth such light.

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