O conspirator!
Was it plotted that thou thus take
My heart hostage?
A stealthy thief thou art,
For without skipping a beat
My heart didst thou steal.
An assassin,
Thou piercest my heart with thy gaze
And it burns stronger than Pele’s fire.
A merciless tyrant art thou,
For thou art sole master of my heart,
And with thy bountiful smile
Dost thou whip it into submission.
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