Tickling a Penguin

Tickle an adorable little penguin
And listen to its melodic giggles,
Voices of nature always allures us
Into the peaks of happiness even
When we might not anticipate it,
But our pure actions will produce
A joyful adorable symphony that
Envelopes our beloved’s heart,
Whom listens to nature where
The flowering giggles disperse,
And it will always continue to,
For the little penguin was tickled.

Direct Me O Beloved

I wrote her another piece
Without her notice,
She is now becoming
The compass of my life:
Direct me O beatific
Blissful beloved being,
Harness me into your West
And listen to my East
About the lips of our North
And the lips of our South.