The River

Twisting, winding, the water flows through.
The blood in his viens with life all new.

From the streams and creeks the water go
His strength, wisdom, and charms he likes to show.

Raging rapids, down the rocks, with streaming force.
He protects his mate with love that he enforce.

The river fills the land to water their seed.
His heart is vibrant in blood which it need.

Waves comes in strength to the sandy line shore.
His dark eyes are radient for which I adore.

Beauty shows its serinity in this river of great length.
He is masculine with arabian hands of power and strength.

Which is this river that you must know.
My man, my life, my world, let my feelings show.