In the Domain of Love words are powerless
For only silence can contain a love that is endless
Unfathomable by mere intellectual perception
Inconceivable to any mortal cognition

Language is but a barrier that dissolves in this domain
The place held sacred from any corporeal profane
Actions may point to its existence
Yet don't mistake it for its essence

Love is not bound by need nor passion
Yet both of them to Love are in submission
It does not need condition for subsistence
Nor would it cease for any particular absence

Only the Beloveds' beauty enraptures the Lover
The one to whom the Heart would surrender