All English Sonnets
I don’t belong to the breed of men who just
Indulge in casual sex for fleeting pleasure.
And I must tell you this. I must, I must.
They cheapen Love and empty love’s treasure.
My dearest Sudha, you must understand
That men like me are slow but are forever,
And they are not the least, great and grand.
Nor worldly-wise, nor practical, nor clever
But they are constant in their word and deed
And when they take their mates in their arms,
They satisfy their partners’ every need
By giving endless love in lien of charms.
“Viyogi” therefore says, “become my wife”.
“And let me, with my love, engulf your life”.