1. Blood upon your cheek or a beauty mark?
And your mouth, a smile or sweet nectar?

2. Your dimples have not smiled, or are they valleys?
Framed by lips or ruby red flowers?

3. That slumber in your eyelids, did it not indulge?
Or is it aged wine that makes you drunk?

4. For your glances have doubled over,
And my heart is drunk, refusing to awaken.

5. Your beauty intoxicates me, your love sets me free,
Your cup is my solace, so when will I awaken?