When I Saw Rubecca
I sat next to this secluded summit;
Not to far away I saw a
blossoming garden of roses-Rubecca.
Then came a strong unforeseen gust
And blew me into a sea of fragrance,
There I was drowning in the subtle scent;
As though it was a mixture of Honeysuckle,
Magnolia, Jasmine and fine roses.
I looked at her and saw a peculiar smile,
A smile so sharp, so pleasant;
Like a velvety, delicate, soft fragrance,
blended with an exotic fragrance of apple.
As she drew nigh, I gazed in her dazzling
eyes and said, Don’t rescue me,
Let my lungs be filled with sweet aroma,
Let my countenance be reformed
Into a deep state of unconsciousness,
Only, resuscitate me with the kiss from your lips.