Over Smart

You come out on the road with a veil on your face, You naughty beloved I can feel your grace! Sometimes it's brown, sometimes it's black, Sometimes it's dense, sometimes with a crack, The veil is often removed by the winds, Perhaps the veil is reproved by the winds, I like a moon's glimpse in the clouds, I enjoy and approve fare sex of shrouds, What do you think of me? Is it eyes that see? Is it hands that touch? It's me only me! You shy sweetheart I love you so much, I am aesthetic with a poet's clutch, All my senses are confined in my heart, Is it your magic or is it your art? In a pink rose bud I see you smiling, On the blue skies see you profiling, I know it's you in the scenery of earth, The virgin is hidden in the greenery of earth, In the rains I have seen your nude striping, Well done my love I love your wiping, When heart turns in eyes and you remove the dust, And then your veil is removed as a crust, My heart then turns in the thirsty lips, Drops by drops and sips by sips, Yes, my heart can kiss you sweetheart, I have seen your art now you see my art! I am proud I love a living sweetheart, I am proud of me being over smart! (Nature you cannot hide you in a veil, I am over smart)