O, My Love Poem by My love loves me not

O, my love, my love.
What does it take,
To make you change your mind for me,
What does it take for the change to take place?
How many 'O, my love, my love.' do I need to breathe,
How many days do I hide in a corner, staring at your face?
How long does it take for such a change in your heart to take place?
Although I wish no haste,
my life dwindles,
as my hunger for you grows, with each passing moment,
until my very death.
No justice to you can be said through words or comments,
for your beauty surpasses all living things.
O, my love, my love.