My Dearest Lady by Vicente Reyes

My Dearest Lady,

Your sweet image brings a smile to me in this hour.

It is one of those magical moments

When one is at ease and the atmosphere is still so still

That even the city and world outside seem quiet too.

I am on the computer listening to music and suddenly

The picture of you comes to me and is instantly

Associated with a flood of vivid imagery.

You are more than a multimedia event,
You are a truly multisensory experience~~

how's that for a line? Oh you are delighful!

I recall the softness of you and your warmth

As though present. I can imagine again

Breathing in the scent of you.

I can almost taste it,

All flowers and lipstick red.

Can a color have a flavor?

You inspire a yearning for the pleasure of your company.

I think of your dovelike eyes and remember

Cooing sounds from your lips so I smile even more.

I love your style. I relish these thoughts of you,

I cherish the memory of moments with you in the flesh,

And treasure private thoughts that more than anything

I want to begin to express right now.

Ah, sweet delightful beautiful woman!

I wish you were in my presence at this hour.

I long to talk with you again

And hope to someday soon see you.

I could not resist the urge to write to you

And send you these droplets of passion,

For in their release I find an iota of satisfaction

That can only be surpassed by your gracious presence

And the fresh sight of your beautiful face.

When, oh beautiful one? When?
Your restless admiring hungry poet,

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