Your touch was a blessing, Your love is a wistful, Your presence all night long Was like: "A heaven on earthly Alma mater" Oh! My Love, I am in disgrace To mishaps while being under such Circumstances as the prevalent bond Was at risk of evil sumptuousness.. Thus, I owe you for all that you have showered unconditionally and in keeping all that you made assure forsaken for me. Words are less, Expression are deficient To sing rhythmically For praising your thoughts Which has enlightened my mind To rethink the Evolution of our relationship.. - Surmounted