Did I lust for his Love?
No, never!
Then what ails my mind?
Like fever!

I search him, only him
All the moment,
Feeling odor of roses in air
Along with torment.

Again the woods are colorful
And charming!
Clouds are running in the sky
Too tearing!

I love him, only love him
Hoping nothing!
The rain dances with breeze and
Aching lightning.

Life passing without Love and
Without craving!
All the things faded only he
Still dazzling!