The mood is cool and calm.
Calm from the aesthetic of nature.
For it came from the blues of time.
It was the rhythm that blended with GOLD.
The substance of myth and sound of undiluted milk.
My love for her can’t be emphasized.
For it is beyond that, which is called BEAUTY or AESTHETICS.

I do not know about your BEAUTY or how you classify her.
But mine is without blameless or form.
I met her in her raw form.

Bless your BEAUTY in your thoughts or words.
But mine, have been blessed already.
A friend of AESTHETIC nature; I call her.
That you might know the truth of her stuff.
A mini shot, I give her not.
But a full COLOUR of RAINBOW, I give thee.
I pray that this LOVE of FRIENDSHIP would last FOREVER.

For it was from her, that my FORM took to stand.
My LOVE and QUEEN, I bless thee.
In all that, my hands can hold.

I will always remain CYRINMIKE.
And I would be your ARTIST
Because it is only through MUSIC that we communicate.
My unseen BEAUTY: An entity, I would forever bless.
For she is my LOVE.
It was from her, that I derived that lovely word, “FAVOURITE”, which I blessed another.
My world is now clear in her FORM.
I remain your BEAUTY POET.
Oh…! MOTHER.