You are in love, dear Lily, you are in love,
God has made your body as His harp.
Your feelings tunes His rime’s note,
Your soul gets tinged in His light and floats.
You are in love Rose, you are in love,
Alone in solicitude amidst breezy herb.
Your beauty delights, fragrance emits magic,
All uses you, and your love seems tragic.
You are in love sky, you are in love,
Your vast graciousness, broadens the horizon
Your love begets and dies in my origin.
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