Like an ineluctable melody,
Omnipresent, unceasing, you remain,
It seeps deeper sprightly, always steady,
My love, an unbounded bliss, a gentle pain.
Sweet is its nectar, a knowledge fountain,
My holy temple, your alluring mind,
No earthly aspect, this joy can contain,
An enchanting magic, one of a kind.
Drifting instinctively, I unwind,
Under canopy of your sweet image,
Your insouciance, I perpetually find,
Spellbound, still, I continue my voyage.
I cognize, love isn’t a decision,
It reigns with indomitable passion.
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