The firefly does love its light
Warm summer comes after winter's sigh,
If tears and hope can unite,
Why can't thee with I?

The majestic moon scorns not its stars
Celebrated is the marriage of verse with rhyme,
If skies can unite from afar,
Why not I with thine?

As the rain leaves the sky and falls down below
As the flower allows its lover bee,
As from black rock, the rivers flow,
Why can't thou seest me?

Jaded am I to feel thy shrug
Abecedarian the still world turns,
If the mountain can remember the feeble winds tug,
Why not my name, thy heart, learns?

Do I sound too beggarly?
Forgive me, I know no note,
To pen fair words for you to notice me,
But 'tis you, sweet Love, whome I shall quote.

Foolish love hath given man plenty mirth
Yet you say, "I can't be thine."
If Heaven's high soul can mesh with low earth,
Why not yours with mine?