You, BRIGHT GAMPOGE, whose aura bears me delight, Your face, uses tender poems, showing me mercy, Loving your presence, blessèd is your gilted light, Such grace shown to me, unlimited beauty, Your hand is without fallacies, truthful and aright, My lips and thine, two friends anxious to kiss, You, I seek and bonus is your ivory white, Flay, which attracted me, ROYAL SUNSET LIS, Your voice provides its honey to my ears, My conversation recites to you, it's also sweet, Forming beatitude that generously bears, Its assonant fruits for your violet eyes to see, That in me, I begin to realize, I'm blest, And I see your love will progress without rest.