My love is abound as endless sky
As your beauty knows realm none,
Had known love’s a truthful lie
Saved the heart to venture alone,

My love is innocent, do not thwart
In eager I await, so you could claim
Loved in all sense, hard to part
As in breath, and in death be same

My love is each breath of my blood
As warm delight flows in rage,
Makes each trickle, storm in flood
As fury of heart, in fumes enrage,

My love is true, if could I prove
With feats of test and endure,
When my breath last, not I move
Grieve not as tears don’t cure

My love shall end, if time does lie
That uncurable malady, it has no antidote
Whether our union is blessed on earth or sky
The books of fate shall declare, the words HE wrote.

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