The deal for my heart was struck upon a single glance of yours. Why do you ask about the market rate now, when the actual price has already been revealed?
The poet playfully weaves the metaphor of a marketplace, where the heart is the most precious ware and love is the trade. He tells the beloved that the bargain was finalized the very moment their eyes met—surrendering a whole heart for just a single glance. There is no point in haggling or asking about market rates anymore, because that one look revealed the true, priceless value of love.
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