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LIVING FOR YOU
O my beloved:
I don't find anything more interesting in this world
Than living, to love you, as long as I can.
It's your love and the hope of being with you
Someday
That keeps me going on...
For, before you, there was nothing
This world ever had to offer me
Save worries, griefs, heartaches and sighs
Kept controlled by tears
Sometimes shed and often bottled up deep within
My stabbed and wounded heart.
O my beloved:
You are quite rare
And beyond compare
Than any woman I have ever known.
So feel not that I am sustaining my breath
For anything or anybody else
Than to be with you and love you truly.
For you I am what I am
For your love I do lay my claim
What else is there to gain
In this world and those who mess with it?
Fie on those who lust for it!
Unlike them I prefer
To live for you and love you
And you alone --
Making you proud
As my lady beloved.
And this too I dare say:
I would be the happiest man alive
If I succeed in
Making you feel as the most loved woman
That ever was in this populated planet
Of Adam and Eve.
And prouder shall I be
If I carry on living and loving doing just this
Without making you feel less important
Or less loved at any moment in time
Ever, forever.
