I Dote On You

A blue sea that runs to the bright sky in its offing A wide field that flaunts its greenness all around down to the horizon A petal that sits gently upon the head of a flower All spell beauty But the real beauty abides only in your eyes I dote on you For with you, comes real beauty A cap that carries golden tints A cloth embroidered with a silver thread A shoe laced with a bronze rope All pronounce richness Still, the real richness dwells in your smiles I dote on you For with you, I lavish in richness Hot pap that stabs chronic cold in the heart when it's dawn Chilled water from the inner mind of the earth-pot in noon time Light pounded yam that holds hunger hostage till the morning All sing contentment Yet, the real contentment lives only around your open arms I dote on you For with you, I am contented