Suddenly

One day I was sitting quiet alone,
Surfing my dreamy romantic zone.
Though I’d give anything to see sun set,
Though I’d do anything to dance in a full moon.
Even a rainbow could be my bed,
In a charming rainy wonderful noon.

Suddenly a rose was painted on the sky,
Dressed in red … beautiful and shy.

I wish if I could pass my fingers through here hair,
Or I could have the chance of kissing here eye.
Then she disappears while I was in my dreams,
Wishing that one day she could reply.

Waited & waited… day & night,
Soaring with my wings through the cloud.
Enjoying her perfume in the air,
Keep in searching with no doubt.
That she will answer me …I am sure,
So I started calling her so loud.

Finally she answers…oh my god,
She is living in golden crystal heart.
I kept looking at her all that night,
After she aims my body with a magical dart.
From that moment I closed my eyes,
Knowing that a love story should start.

We kept talking together every day,
Enjoying her talented romantic way.

Knowing every thing about her soul,
She got her magic…she got it all.

Every minute passes I realize,
There is a world in her eyes.

Music was born in her lips,
Reviving romance from the depth.

A cascade of Words is not enough
To fulfill such a beautiful charming mind,
So if we start we should gonna say,
How she is wise, emotional, sweet and kind.

So I hope that we never get apart,
Wishing I could stole her heart.

A blind date

Hello, I am Shakespeare

I have been waiting for you,

Hello, I am your date

Oh, my dreams come true,

From the minute I saw your eyes

I have knew what life disguise,

From the very first moment

I called you my legendary sonnet,

Candles flicker softly on a table set for us

romantic dinner is served and a bottle of wine,

Silence moan allover the plac

eWhispering in your ears, a beautiful grin,

My words are so speechless

Against your brightness,

But I knew that so soon

We will fly to the moon,

Diving like falling leaves

Swirling in the autumn breeze,

You are dressing in black

Leading my mind in its track,

Following your hair rhyme

Listening to its classical chime,

Traveling into your eyes

Beyond beyond criticize

Touching your sweet lips

Feeling its romantic whips,

Breathing the fragrance of your neck

Oh, is it a adorable angelic sleek,

Holding your hands on mine

Crystal aristocratic sign,

Asking you if you don’t mind to dance

Forgetting that I was dancing from your first glance,

Surfing my hands over your waist

The best of the best,

Following your legs tips

Learning from your talented hips,

All that beauty in my arms

Captivated by your charms,

Holding you so close, so tight

I wasn’t alive till tonight,

At least but not at last

All my life will not be a past,

It will be me and you

and a table was set for two.

My Sweet Angel

I believe that angel Are in heaven above
Sparkling like shooting stars From their inner love.

I believe in a fairy tails Without even a clue,
From the very first moment I laid my eyes over you.

passing every night by your door
inspiring the charm of your perfume
willing if I can be able to soar
following your magical winsome

letting my fingers dallying your hair
feeling that tender hiding there
plenty of stars are laying beneath
waiting for your night to blare.

I can see them all standing there
The moon , the stars , the clouds & the sea
A truly moment of natural love affair
Gathering around surrounding me

Standing gently, holding my breath
Pretending to be calm and wise
Here whispers a delicate breeze
Is she an angel from paradise ?

Collecting my words waiting for her to appear
Trying to spin them without a disguise
Suddenly a voice trembles in my ear
You are soaring in her eyes.

Captivated with her charmed spell
Chanted by her glamour tips
May test there heaven , get burned in there hell
To win the flavor of her lips

Breathing the fragrance of your ivory neck
Illusions without your touch are just a funny trick

On my knees so decent so humble
Posting a kiss over your aristocratic fingers
Spending day and nights in your holy temple
Feeling the glory of your chanters

Inquiring one simple question
Are you an Angel ,Or just a dream?
Neither rembrant nor Shakespeare
Can figure one day that you are real.