Without Love

How little I knew

Until very lately

You altered so greatly

My point of view,

You opened my eyes

To joys which had missed me

And since you kissed me

To my surprise,

Yes, since you kissed me

I realize,

I realize-

Without love, what is a woman?

A pleasure unemployed.

Without love, what is a woman?

A zero in the void.

But with love, what is a woman?

Serene contentment, the perfect wife,

For a woman to a man is just a woman,

But a men to a woman is her life.

But a man to a woman,

Yes, a man to a woman is her life.