My love for thee cannot lay claim to be
As the gilded Sun forever since life began.
I cannot decree that in the stars I see
Us crossed, or in constellations do we span.
I know not if our union was ever foretold,
Of if our souls in Heaven were made to match;
I know it is but what we can behold,
And not of what other minds may aptly hatch.
I will not stake now that we together will
Always remain with these feelings and thoughts
Which we have; but my heart do you till,
And this nature is from our humanity wrought;
So is what makes it beautiful to be
Understood not as perfection amid a tide,
But a glimmer of hope against black to see;
A diamond the darkness cannot hide.

The time is ours my sweet love, if we dare.
This love is long lasting as we humans may care.