Oh man, should you ask every time this inane a question?
If the love balance requires a near perfect equation
For, it is a feeling that goes beyond any plausible expression
Deeply ingrained and eternally kindled with no ephemeral rotation
Oh, don't you be part of those ignorant folks
Who deem love to be a sort of fun or lore
It is much more than an eye can see in the fore
and not less than what is keeping the angels in their ageless vows
Oh, don't ever ask ‘do you love me as much as I do'
Or say, ‘do you miss me as much as I do'
Or say ‘do you long for me as much as I do'
They are nothing but just superfluous notations
Oh dear, love singularly defines the essence of this life
gives a greater meaning to the lifeless voice
obliterates the seeming pain in the same while
and heaps the unseen happiness at every mile
Oh God, is it not a divinity hidden beneath the lustrous hearts?
singing the sonnets in the quiet and silent thoughts
with tears seamlessly mixing, though, never deliberately sought
gratifying the soul's innumerable, yet, unidvided, parts
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