If to intensify, by earning,
Thine unaffected yearning,
I must in thy presence stall,
Indifferent to thy lover's call;
Resist thy gestures to embrace,
And press thy lips upon my face;
An eternity loveless I'd rather endure,
Than love thee- thy love for me unsure.
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