Little looking, short speaking;
I ever enjoy for heart beating.
Her continuous words confine my mind,
I know not what my true positive feelings find.
Her eyes are fair and very fair,
That help my pain to bear.
Her smiled-face makes every nights so small;
But remembering her for little time sleep a fall.
Once wearing nicely clad,
That made me forever mad.
She is the beauty of beauties,
I pray to God forever- live for centuries,
And if these upon me proved true, which is more true,
That she will be the QUEEN of my HEART,
And I will be the SERVANT of her HEART.