I saw you smile that day,
Love soon overcame me.
Obtusely, I ignored this feeling;
Viewed it as nothing but wrongs.

Endlessly, I pondered your presence,
Your name, your voice, your everything.
Oaths are not one of my afflictions, yet
Under you, I'd swear upon my life.

A marvel, you truly are. However,
Lost is me between my thoughts;
Jousting is my pride, and my heart,
Overwhelming are one another.

Nights and days,
I am waked to the thought of you.
Am I to be like this, eternally?
Leaving my young heart insane?

Why? Why do I feel this way?
Adages are not enough for my toilsome affection;
Yes, I am afflicted by my affections,
Sounds contradictory, but true.

Wailing is my heart, truly,
I am desperate for you.
Lest would you privilege me of reading this ode,
Lest you privilege my aching heart.