In the depths of your eyes,
When I see a trembling glow,
Oh, how I fear,
The worries for you I may never show.
With every glance,
why my heart quivers in shame,
For fear of losing you,
I'd forsake worldly fame.
Your face, a radiant moon,
In every piece, it fills me with regret,
As God watches,
He is weaving a tale, I can't forget.
Like a delicate flower,
your heart I dare not pain,
For fear of losing you,
I'd endure any strain.
No treasure on earth compares to your worth,
With your hand in mine,
I'd consume every wrath
Even if I must part from you,
I dare to say for my soul to save,
In the throes of love, I'd find my grave.
Your youthful charm, a heady intoxication,
As guardian of your beauty, I stand in fascination.
Though praised be your beauty, with lies I'd fend,
For fear of losing you, my heart I'd rend.
With every heartbeat, a pledge I make,
To stand by your side, no matter what it takes.
For in the garden of love, we tend and sow,
Our bond enduring, as the seasons flow.
So, portrait of my world,
let these lines paint a portrait of love's sweet strife,
In the dance of desire, the yearning for life.
For in the depths of devotion, I'd willingly fall,
Praying to God, may I find my all in all.
