World is like a present day river,
Filled with trickles, less sweet more sour,
To wade through sorrow and mournful stages,
Is a must to get sweet and pleasureable wages.

Love is the instrument that helps to sift
Fragrances of lotus, over the stench, come as gift;
Which spread by someone sweet and dear,
Instils in you the courage and desire
To face new challenges and challenge all fear,
For to get true love is precious and rare.

For me you are like a calming zephyr,
Filling my life with love and desire;
You are there whenever I need you,
Helping me increase my field of view.

Your sweet, calm voice,
Your pleasent face,
Your adorable charm,
Your disarming gaze,
Your compassionate views,
Your winsome smile;
Make me feel that you are my friend.

-- Sergeant.