Sit here and talk to me sweetly, my love,
Like the hummingbird talks to the flowers
To extract the sweet nectar that he so loves
When he visits in the early hours
Hold me tenderly and long, my love,
Like the sun caressing the bower,
While each tender bud is lovingly warmed
'Til it bursts into a full-blown flower
Kiss me strong and deep, my love,
It's your lips that bring life to my soul;
Like the dew that touches the lips of the rose,
And soon after, its beauty unfolds
Always be faithful to me, my love,
Like the dove that cherishes its mate;
We were destined to play these roles -
So it is written in the Book of Fate
Lora Colon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-book-of-fate/
