Your unreturned love torments my heart,
Which always rises when I see you smile,
But to be with you – it is not my part…
To separate you from your love is vile.
I am enthralled by the charms in you:
Your kind voice and your distinctive aroma
But destiny’s unmerciful lines blew
Me away from you, Hindu call it karma.
You are the air, without which I can’t live.
Without you Apollo won’t shine in the skies…
But you should not know, you must not believe,
And so to keep my love safe, I disguise.
Wherever you go, I’ll try to follow,
I’ll suffer, but my heart won’t be hollow.
Sonnet 1 - Unreturned Love
© Copyright: Шуба Настя, 2008
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