Love says,
I will win him with my silence.
Soul says,
How can I ever win him
When all I have is already his?
He is an angel,
Though he appears in the form of a man.
He sees everything -
How can I ever fool him?
He is not a seeker of fame,
A prince addicted to the praise of poets -
How then can I win him
With flowing rhymes and poetic verses?
There is only one way to win him,
this Beloved of mine -
Become His♥♥♥
