All My Vigor Due To Her
When she is present
Living is pleasant
When heard is her voice
Even cuckoo makes noise
When she is seen
Loses value a queen
When her eyes sparkle
That is indeed a miracle
When she offers a smile
I upon peace smooth-sail
When she utters a word
Immense bliss is delivered
When she closed her eyes
To open them, my heart cries
When she looks at me
I feel never at all gloomy
Her measured steps
And her lovely hips
Along with her inviting lips
Give me in love nice tips
She gives me holy pleasure
She is more than a treasure
Her absence is hellish
Her leaving is fiendish
She is to me everything
I am her only dear King
Her love is purely Divine
She is forever only mine
To God I deeply pray
For her in a loud way!
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