You are Helen of Sparta
With beauty overflowing
And I
I am Paris
Romantic philosophy
And a lover
Open your heart Helen
You, inspector, open
Lets indulge emotionally
With trust, honesty and love
Every chance I get
I see you mentally
Each time
A feeling becomes me
Deepness and hopeful
We shall be as one
Until we become one
I swear my heart to you
Now, Helen, you must mirror
Or my heart
Shall never love again
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