Nothing compare your hand. Nothing like the green - gold of your eyes, My body is filled with you for now and days, You are the mirror of the night. The violent flash of lightining. The dampness of the earth, The hollow of your armpit is my shelter, my fingerS touch your blood. All my joy is to feel life spring from you. Flowers- fountains thats mine, kee to fill all the path of my nervesh which are yours.………………………………lovelyheart.