They say that poets are emotional,
A statement I can't dare to disagree,
Since my emotion for you is something eternal,
The nature of which has made me thy ardent devotee.
I am simply a body devoid of soul,
When your magical presence is missing,
You are the shining star of my life, my ultimate goal,
Without you nearby my existence loses its meaning.
My love for you like that of Pyramus is selfless,
You are my Thisbe even death can hardly part us.
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