I fret when you are not around,
But avoid you when you are.
I want to make you know my inner,
And i hide it from you at the same time
You first sulk and then yield to me,
I know what your soul is up to,
But i have let free to demeanor.
I entreat you, I please you,
I tolerate you in every way.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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This poem is the expression of my feeling towards the beloved.