Vishal Dutia

Thrice I loved thee, my heart did swell,
With each beat, my love did tell,
Of all the things I felt inside,
For thee, my love, I could not hide.

Twice I thought I’d found true love,
But then came thee, sent from above,
And now I know that love is real,
Thrice I’ve loved, but this is ideal.

© VishalDutia