This afternoon, my love, speaking to yousince I could see that in your face and walkI failed in coming close to you with talk,
I wanted you to see my heart.
Love, whosupported me in what I longed to do,conquered the impossible to attain.
Amid my tears that were poured out by pain,my heart became distilled, was broken through.
Enough, my love.
Don't be so stiff.
Don't letmaddening jealousies and arrogancehaunt you or let your quiet be upsetby foolish shadows: false signs of a man's presence; for now you see my heart which met your touch -- and so is shattered in your hands.
