Torment me with your beauty please no more
enchanting me with ev'ry breath you take
My dreams impose the face I so adore
Bathed in light, disallowing night to wake
Utmost misery dominates my days
You sadly shun to move towards my embrace
So exampling the cruelty of God's ways
earthly beauty could never match your grace
Radical slave I will be no longer
Satin flowers I can no more pursue
Absence of your charm will make me stronger
Master this illusion I must now do
This I know, despite my undying love
embrace no more this freedom-craving dove
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