Your image has so many words
For your description and depiction,
You are impassioned ardent lord,
Who is like home-felt prescription.
I am delirious of you
And to my mind it`s so clear!
Because that proverb comes true:
"Things unbelievable come real"
The only problem I can find
Is stable infinity of thinking
About you, about heart,
About cool and lovely trinkets.
Your every word, your dear voice
Can make my heart to tremble harder,
I think I've already made choice
And now you are my hearty murder.
