Beauty From the Orient

When I see your eyes, I read one hundred and one Arabian nights, When I see you, I see the shadow of Baghdadi genies, I see the magical floating carpets... Flying the sandy dune-like divine bullets, Racing with stars and more... Your light. Your radiant sparkling eyes paralleled, With Aladdin's lamps and more, Your light. Sided the ones in the sky, With the comet and co, just when i see you, When i see your hips and swing walk, Tasting your deeps, And caressing you and your Garden of Eden, You're forbidden apples, mango-like, Touching with style, Your strawberry lips, Your olive eyes, Your Carobian, frizzy hair, Your longer neck... And kissing with tenderness, Your crystal clear-like poll, I must admit, And confess to the living world and planet, That your beauty and look worth keeping, In esoteric lore-book, Forever and more.