What is that little poem in the invisible world of movies?

The god of love finally took care of me, but my soul retreated silently, burdened with worldly dust and guilt. However, the discerning god of love saw through my hesitation at a glance. Just when I stepped on the threshold, cupid quietly approached me and asked me if I was missing anything. I replied, "A VIP suitable for this place" and said, "This person must be you."