Loke poetry for his beloved master
Like a sunflower blooms in spring
A melody under sunlit sky
For me to sing
Beautiful as the sunrise
To my soul you are a heavenly prize
Before you my heart was torn apart
But no more it is shattered
Your words for me are no riddles
Your smile is a soul dazzling rhyme
The warm touch of your skin
Shivers my mind and soul
Though my nights are darken
While the stars start to fall
My dear sunflower leads my way
To make it to the next day
Now to rest I shall lay
While the breeze of may
Floats me to your arms
Like a nap in floral farms
Admiring Your breath taking eyes