The Reunion

Who has made your eyes so blue? The ocean hides the whole he knew
Who has made your skin so sleek? The Arctic seems so rough and bleak
Who has put divinity in your smile? Look! the God turned about in style
Who has made you gone to bleed? The rose confesses nothing to this kid
Who has the strength to excel you? Nobody except my love for you...

This way and that way I forgot much, I left my goddess and went to the church
Time to time, life lost its rhyme, actions changed to acts of mime
Day by day, we found us at bay, began to move two masses of clay

Then, one day, I asked your being, “Who has travelled your finger with the ring?”
You smiled and cried, “Once again, you love me more if I hide something.”