True love cannot be tampered upon Or enclosed in glass and released at will, It is not an insignificant slave At the beck and call of its master, For love has no master and its power so great That once touched by love's endearing caress, One must blindly obey.
True love does not follow reason For reason could not understand a lover's heart, It is not a pupil that can be taught Nor a henchman that can be ordered around, For love is free and unbinding And all feeble attempts to restrain it shall be in vain.
True love cannot be grown from the seed of lust Or plucked from jealousy's petals, For once the desire has waned The fruits shall wither and rot. It needn't ask permission to reside in one's heart For like a thief in the night Love can come and go as it pleases.
Blessed are lovers' eyes For they can see true beauty, For beauty can only be seen Through true love's eyes.