So very enchanted I am, with your charms;
Die I wish to, in your loving arms.
When I, my eyes close, wish I, to see your face.
Feel your warmth n love before I end the race.
That be will the last chapter; the last phase.
You know, thereafter, you I won't be able to chase.

Come my love to me, before it is too late.
To call out to you; I may not be in such a state.
This wish cherished I have, since last many years.
Plead to you I; look at my eyes, full of tears !
Come and hold me lovingly; release me of my fears.

Armin Dutia Motashaw