Whatever I've become but not what I used to be that now I am
After meeting with you perhaps like yourself now I am
What fragrance I have now, that fragrance is not mine
This perhaps is your all fragrance rapt in which now I am
Every story I tell, every poem I write, I mention your name
In every aspect of your life perhaps bound now I am
I wish I could write poems writing your name over and again
It feels like perhaps a true lover of yours now I am
When I see you, a blush rises and spreads over my face
Like the glow of a flaming lamp that I feel how I am
When you aren't with me, I desire you so much that my soul
Flies out of my body to merge with you, I feel that's how I am.