Regeneration

From the first moment, at the very first glance,
I knew I had found a beauty, an angel,
Holding her tight in arms, caressing her hair,
I would forget the borders, Heaven, and the hell. . .

Dreaming of her crimson lips, over and over at night,
Thinking of the charming eyes, all day long,
Imagining the finger tips, dancing over the keyboard,
Has regenerated this old, at once into a young. . .