On His Metaphysics - Poem by Naveed Khalid
When in my mind I think on thee,
that by thought thyself alone;
and thy beauty's argument more sweet
than in love I love thee so;
but would still be in lack of words,
else what to a fool is all evident,
except you that of nothing real,
not least in verse be revealed.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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