Love says,
I will win him with my silence.

Soul says,
How can I ever win him
When all I have is already his?

He is an angel,
Though he appears in the form of a man.

He sees everything -
How can I ever fool him?

He is not a seeker of fame,
A prince addicted to the praise of poets -
How then can I win him
With flowing rhymes and poetic verses?

There is only one way to win him,
this Beloved of mine -

Become His<3<3<3