My Sweetheart

My sweetheart, Sweet and low,
With the heaven's potter hips,
The one who whispers mantras,
Dipped in poison, from her lips,

My sweetheart, summer beauty,
With the eyes that pierce the soul,
All you want is wanting nothing,
But a steady hand to hold,

My sweetheart fine and fearsome,
As the solemn songs of old,
Who laughs, a voice of angels,
Still a devil's tale you told,

My sweetheart, cold as passion,
Stunning Phoenix of the Ice,
I would die for you, forever,
But I've already done that twice.

End