The welkin was lit by the brilliance of the moon, so compelling.
Your love has engaged in me, surely.
I am contagious to renounce this universe life and flake out a greatness of your being.
Oh, I can't wind-up to you without caring faith.
I can't crush you without yearning for you more.
I can't distress you without feeling hurt.
Yes, I can't love you without feeling fascinated.
I can't stick around away without feeling shared.
I can't stargaze you without snoozing solidly.
So, I can't be lifelike without feeling your breeze.
I can't envisage without you in my brain.
I can't remain without you in my life
My love for you rises mountains, so peaks and valleys, sentiment soar.
But one thing never advanced, my love for you, I can not scorn it.
I love nothing else but you!
You're the one that I love preferably; it's very fair to see every day. I know I'm glorified that you're a part of my life.
I know no angel could ever contest your elegance style.
Nobody on heaven or earth can come that colorful smirk.
Love is flourishing with you and filling in the divergence.
Love pickles wind ground together and shields them with a tangle. Our love is the record that we emerge and tie together forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem