The Love Affair Occasion

Once again, the monsoons hath turned. Great pleasures of the rainy days, thy vast sky shower those tears as we play along the wetlands of pain.

Let play the harps, bow the violins as before was not heard. Through her very soul ever waiting for today, as tomorrow will be gone forever.

She was a lady yesterday as on the past. Roses, kind to be fragrant enough, candles let her eyes shine at this most precious evening.

Witness as she turns to a real maiden with or without my presence.
The thoughts of deepest kindness, although cant give her things most priceless.
I'd be one happiest man to know her, on such wonderful things, just took place my past disaster.

If tonight with me is her hand, sorry if I have no presents, just stare at my eye, in this evening so cold the sweetest kiss of a Gentleman. Put on the rose at your ear most Beautiful Maiden.

Make a wish, a night for you was entitled. Dream, as if youll never sleep again. Carry my soul, lest thy wings break up. The fifth day before the next month will stay.

Set my wish ever dreamed of the last dance, my Poem of Romance..