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In this poem, the poet compares his beloved with a rose, and sometimes comparing her to the stars, his feelings become very deep.
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| My love poem in English poetry |
My love
Her delicate lips are of roses,
My passions are deeply engrossed.
Ever since I drowned in his eyes,
My heart has been overflowing, lost.
It seems in the curtain when the eye blinks,
Oh, how thinly veiled they are, it sinks.
the hair is troubled,
As in the clouds, glorious and subtle.
The light of eyes is shifting,
In the moonlight, the star, drifting.
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