I have given myself to the passion of my verses,
like a nymph in deep ecstasy,
my pen dances with rhythm and dazzle,
in love, I write with inverse ardour.
The words flow like mighty rivers,
flowing across the paper with dexterity and charm,
each verse is a sigh, a sweet song,
my inspiration soars in majestic flights.
In each stanza my naked soul hides,
my feelings intertwine with the ink,
and in each letter, my essence spreads.
I am a captive nymph in the art of writing,
my pen is my lover, my blessed muse,
and in each verse, I find my reason to exist.