The One Without A Name

My dashing Prince of Serendip,
You are the darling of my life.
I have placed you on a pedestal,
Towering over every man I may come upon.

Grant me a kind word, my sweet love,
And bring joy to this foreign woman's soul.
How I long to hear your masculine timbre
Resonating deeply beyond Poseidon's realm.

Let me witness my name upon your lips,
Not some silly sobriquet.
Acknowledge me, my dearest love,
And I will cherish you for eternity.

I beseech you, my darling Prince of Serendip,
Grant this nameless one's simple desire.
For this, my soul will belong to you,
As faithfully as Karna's Panchali.

Bequeath this stranger her appellation:
The one without a name.