Love finds its way through destiny's decree,
A heart's yearning, a prayer to the Divine, you see.
The world ignores the depths of my plight,
Yet, you, my life, my heart's delight.
Before you, all shame feels a trifle light,
Beautiful, she seems, a vision bright.
You claim no claim on me, these words you said,
While my melody, my rhythm, you have led.
In others' eyes, some hidden poison lies,
A foe's design that tears us, where love tries.
With vows and prayers, our bond is spun,
Beautiful, she seems, beneath the sun.
I am love's devotee, indifferent to the world's disdain,
Now, do what you may, I hold your hand, my gain.
From here you won't depart, no sorrow shall you bear,
Oh maiden, you are mine, and none like me compare.
Before you, all shame feels a trifle light,
Beautiful, she seems, a vision bright.
Love finds its way through destiny's decree,
Beautiful, she seems, for all to see.
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