I' enslaved by her beauty
it ravishes my eye
and my heart pants in tandem
with heaving sighs
Yesterday I passed this spot
surely in a vacant trance!
were you making fun of me
am I of no significance?
Many favoured suitors
greet you night and day
to bathe in the beauty
of your ostentatious display
Forgive me, for I can only call
when the day holds its light
but will worship you in dreams
throughout the solitude of night.
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