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I WONDER if with you, as it is with me,
If under your slipping words, that easily flow
About you as a garment, easily,
    Your violent heart beats to and fro!


Long have I waited, never once confessed,
Even to myself, how bitter the separation;
Now, being come again, how make the best


If I could cast this clothing off from me,
If I could lift my naked self to you,
Or if only you would repulse me, a wound would be
     Good; it would let the ache come through.


But that you hold me still so kindly cold
Aloof my flaming heart will not allow;
Yea, but I loathe you that you should withhold
    Your pleasure now.