After loving me, will you not leave me? ,
Asked she with tears into the eyes of hers
And the teardrops falling off
And she wiping out with her hands?
Say, say you, asked she, holding the hands
Of the stranger,
Will you,
Will you not leave me and go away,
Will you not leave and go away?
Tears had been in the eyes of hers
And I could not see them,
Wetting me,
Cursing my lot
And I looking heavenwards
In utter confession,
Opening my heart and soul.
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