Profound Love

Call it fear or your philophobia 

That you never could 

React to the candidness 

Of my eyes. 

Call it fear or atychiphobia 

That you never could 

Never tell anything 

Through your reticent lips. 

Call it fear or achluophobia 

That you always 

Anticipated the melancholy 

Of darkness in my amore.

But I want to tell you one thing, 

O' my doubting beauty, 

Come and listen 

To the beat of my heart 

That chants your name, 

Take asylum in my arms 

And the world will be all beautiful 

To establish 

The profound love of ours.