I'd love your eyes and look at them intently
To behold there signs of blossoming warmth,
And you would say that you cherish the words
Of this passion-filled loyalty and unfailing troth.
We would our impassioned leers exchange
And together open that perpetual new page,
Pledging endless affection till vast eternities:
Real unlimited eons of infinite fun and gaities.
You would my promise of sure love receive
And yours I would at once get with an oath,
That you'll be true in fair health and in disease,
Untill the lamentable decease of either or both.
The caring sun would issue a far shinier glitter
To end the doom and gloom of loneliness bitter,
And the merciful moon's joy-embellished shine
Would smile at these countless pleasures mine.
That's the airy wish on which love's beggar may ride,
For an actual horse hostile fortune continues to hide.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem