Thine is the love that will never be mine
Yet there's no other I would want but thee
Thou whose beauty envied by the devine
And cause the eyes of many turn and see
Those fairness that leave Venus' from afar
And desired by many handsome men.
Shall I be pleased for loving thee from afar;
Or must I turn and see other women,
Whose deep devotions are unrequited,
For they love me who loves nothing but thee?
Oh love why need be so complicated?
Why can't thy precious heart just fall on me?
Just like a seed that fell down from a tree
And loved the soil where it grows perfectly.
*I think this one's funny and corny...what do you think?
