My dear, I love thee so much
That the sight of thee gives me joy
Please give me thy heart,
And love me till the seas run dry
The way I love thee is profound,
No one but you can decipher.
I will guard you like a hound,
With my presence as a guardian
In the world now, my dear,
People are false and fake,
But, till we are the last persons here,
A vow of love forever I will make.
And I hope that you will accept me,
For I will love you, like no man’s love ever be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem