'Dear saint, I am wanting of thy love'
A paradoxical emotion, a blessing from above
Together we'd have compassion
A gift not meant to ration
Let our love not remain a counsel due to endless void
With our hearts intertwined, family fued is destroyed
Your beauty illuminates the evening skies
Stars twinkling in your eyes
But what I love most about you is what I can't see
And as I profess this 'bud of love, doust thou love me? '
*Quotes from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem