I know you can feel me in your heart,
Even if you keep saying ‘no',
How can you hide the glow,
That appears on your face as if Vinci's flawless art?
Bless me with your love, don't sympathise,
Or else the moon and the stars will bear witness,
Of your cruelty, your unkindness,
Let me imbibe your love once; let me rise.
Needless it is to say-‘I love you',
You just know it, don't you?
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