Shackled to you I live, Sweet Sleeping Nymph!
Possessed, undone, I walk the days and nights,
And do but think, and cry, and pray and praise
The day you oozed into my life to stay.
Dear God! How can I love you so? Alone,
I cherish that which should not be, our love.
Oh Secret Love, be mine forever mine;
Live in my thoughts, my acts, my life, my all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem