The harsh light...

Irma,My Waussie,

Why is she still so irresistible to him. At times he convinces even, Not even himself. But how is that possible. Blinded by the harsh light of love. They might have pretense. Probarly fallen from the sky, Taken her glass wings. When she had done everything to May go. She came up with a soft landing into a warm heart, That heart. When she laughs, Sounding to him. The tunes of, I believe. And in her eyes one can see the colors of a rainbow shimmer.

There must be something divine hidden in her earthly body, Even if you do not see that, With the naked eye. Possible she's out of this world, Or the same time. With her magical touch she enchanted him, In the heart and soul. Sultry and with a laugh, Go very carefully those beautiful eyes open. And what he saw in those eyes is hard to explain. She caresses him, With her soft hands. And he for a moment think that is enough.

What a luck that she well just wanted to sit beside him. Along that beach. If she loved him, Again and again, He would try to say everything, he would want you to know. how he loved you. Words would not come in an easy manner, they are going around in circles. Desire " To tell her, But fearful and shy, He let his golden opportunity then to pass them by. If she would go into the fog of day. Never to know, How he loved her, Just as he loved her. Blinded by,

Irma, My Waussie, Love...