Hazelnut Suns

You are bright hazelnut suns where I lose myself in faith so sweet serene bright lakes, where tenderness runs gentle stream that makes my heart complete in your eyes, my harbor safe and true I find the path that leads me home the world fades away, the soul falls mute your tender grace embraces me alone no poem, no photograph could portray the harmony that in your beauty lies the finest art, the most beautiful display is simply to admire your pretty eyes they are my refuge and my cherished aim my favorite task, my sweetest delight in them I surrender, and there I remain in your eyes, my precious bright light.