She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

Yes I remember, it was night, all good memory of mine happened in nights, a few in day; it was night and we were coming back from a movie and it was such a good weather you can imagine, not cold not warm, it was pleasant, we walked in a park near my house, we laughing, we . . .

And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:

This month is gifted, gifted with you, you for me, and I can say just Happy your birthday, although it is passed and it is not today, the fact is that I did not know that, I am sorry, but I always remember you from that night, when I kiss you for the first time.

I always can remember, and your face, your calm beautiful face when your eyes were closed, when all things stop, because I were looking to your face.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

I love you.

Soodaroo

Lines taken from She Walks in Beauty by our dear Lord Byron
2006-01-16
9:14 PM  ¶ 7:08 AM