A gaze enchanting a whole garden,
Refreshing like the spring season,
Even blooming flowers beg pardon,
To a disposition as sweet as fiction,
An absence chillier than winter,
Its frosty air begging for warmth,
In its emptiness she mourned,
So wintry that makes her shiver,
A presence melting a chilly ice,
Its warmth that's a feeling so nice,
Like a ray of light in summertime,
A feeling she longs everytime,