I’m fine, but not
The heart burnt may,
Head be so hot;
Soul melt away.
Lost in thy love
My strength you are,
Airy like a dove;
Gleaming like a star.
Drops of tears
Never taste sour,
But kill my fear;
No trace of sore.
I’m fine, but not
Tender feels both
Here I joy got;
Comes pain, then goes.
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