Thou blossomed into a true beauty that summer.
Thy hair grew more golden as the summer progressed.
Thy eyes, took on the deep blue of the summer sky,
and thy complextion, as soft as a summer cloud.
...
Rumbling and singing,
whispering to my ears,
smiling at my face,
so gentle like a Dove.
...
Your beauty dazzles like the early morning sun,
your angelic voice, like the singing voices of the birds of the woods.
Your eyes, sparkles like the crystal clear waters of mother Nature.
My heart reaches out to you,
...
How sweet in the Heat,
to dream and beam,
with your feet on a seat,
where the trees are green..
...
Under that very tent,
on the arid lands of Lebanon,
will i find the one that
will bring me joy
...
Mid Summer Beauty
Thou blossomed into a true beauty that summer.
Thy hair grew more golden as the summer progressed.
Thy eyes, took on the deep blue of the summer sky,
and thy complextion, as soft as a summer cloud.
Oh! How I hope for thee,
that thy bright summer sky-blue eyes like glowing sapphires,
be not be dim,
like a dark cloud passed over the sun.
For truly, thou are a mid summer beauty.