She is the smart lamp-post that has reflected my solitary torch
The light of my heart seemed to be inflammated by her hidden tiny stove
The core of her light can be caught by her bright-fight-height that scorch
Her life used to be hard so that her partial steel heart can only be melt from above
Our common treasure is confined by a cave that is only for sale in a Jasper-kindred fairytale
When the treasure creaks hard by opening it,there is revealed that our love-rays are so groovily spatial
Indeed, our world of love is in a space where only a new God can crystallize my female
Our oncoming wedding is at a point of entry where limited visitors suddenly inherit our spirit extremely confidential
Will our destiny be recognized by a majority of the Dutch society?