Impossible they call it to find a lady both faithful and fairmeet they shall me,I'll show them she is now and here.
restless are my days,sleep has bidden adieu,
and thoughts are ruled by you,you and you.
your charms call me,and torment my heart,
what if somebody name it infatuation or flirt.
let's not make mistakes that many in history have made,
come mingle like dye in the wool and never get fade.
..because love is not the prerogative of those learned,
we equally are blessed with emotions and by cupid governed.
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