Loving is a common commodity
Ephemeral, temporal, it is based on the unreal
Even if it gives bliss and serenity
It has become a matter so trivial
Yet what could be the road to be taken?
After having found love in the dozen!
Can anyone claim to find sincerity
Pure and untainted love in all honesty
Filled with impartiality and veracity
Other than the Lord and his consort
Who can brag of love in all its sort
Love, on the human ground can be dull, truly!
Love now turned into lust
In the kingdom of just
Prying desires, horny melodies sounding on the lyres
Everywhere none can be seen except liars
O Love, pure and chaste
O Time, take me there in haste!
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