I myself become love...

Chanting the name of my love
I myself become love
Call me lover, an adorer an insane
no one should call me precious
They say that the path of love is very long
cruel and scorching
What should I tell you about love ?
Come inside my soul
and stay their forever, my beloved
You are inside me
you outside of me
you are every bit of me
Your are my every thing
the fakir says, I have no existence without you my god.
how should i explain my love
My cachet does not seize by being a whore
I must dance to win my love.
Let me dance to win my love.
swearing of my being
that my god would never be upset
if i know how to appease her
why should one talk of
Masjid Mandir or Church..
why should one go there
when one can worship
by looking at Her...

(edited and translated by Majid Marazi )