I love and I only love her
She is the only contentment to my heart.
She is my Beloved and I am hers in return.
My eyes revolts to see any other face than hers.
Even if my bones crackles, my palms sweat under the wanting of my body, it never responds to other.
She is an addiction to my lips, her smell to my nostril;
her face to my eyes, her throbbing heart to my chest;
when she speaks my ears listen and all the voices are shut out from my head.
Oh my beloved!