THE BEAUTY WITHIN YOU, not the one you create,
Laps against eternity in my eyes.
Under the trees, where Nature provides our shade,
I feel your fingers lightly resting on my neck.
Your fleeting lips – your skin –
Make my voice diffuse: moments of an afternoon.
Lying over my chest you cast your shadow, your hair,
The beauty within you: is ephemeral, is all I need.
EN 
MK