You might feel love lives no deep in my heart, br Because I never once caressed your curls, br Nor ever played passion with Cupid’s dart, br Pranks nor love sports, a ship a sail in lulls; br But let me in the name of love confess: br Shallow love seems to use sweeter a tongue, br As lesser pens pen too pompous a song, br The more I love the less I need to stress. br Deep waters of depth the serene most are, br Shallower the streams greater goes the roar; br True love stays steady like a polar star, br So stands my love harboured in heart’s deep core. br It is a long-lasting perennial song br That one day ye sure shall cherish for long. br br - Sonnets | 30.11.