Thy heart is gone but not lost without care.

Cherished it is, by a divine beauty.

Never throughout miles is one so fair.

And whose heart I’ve stolen is kept with me.

Like the hard wind, she sweeps me off my feet.

Whose kindly words strike only for my love.

Just as the sun, I must embrace her heat.

And like the angel, she shines from above.

Although, many cannot withhold such tasks,

To love and be loved till death do them part.

For many can't fulfill the love that’s asked,

Just as those should have known right from the start.

Forever together, that’s what we are.

And never surrender till loves dost part.

-Aleksander Vargas