She's is the gentle breeze from the East.
She's the thunder and the lightening
That frightens the child in me.
She's the calming element in the turbulent sea.
She's the tsunami that takes
The ground from under my feet.
She's the swiss roll
Of sweet delights and bitter spice.
She's the bull, the bear,
The alligator with big fangs.
She's the paradise
For my sorrows and despair.
Even gods to her kitchen come
In the secrets of the night.
She's is the best flower in
The garden of this life.
She's there for all who care.
And Im there for her till the end
As clear as the day, as content as the night.
Happy Birthday, Sasha !
