Like a tyrant of remote past
You invaded and encroached into my heart.
Having plundered my heart's precious jewel
You imprisoned me in your heart's cell.
Me you tempted, woed, and tantalized so far,
But craftily kept yourself afar.
You hurt me and gave indelible lashes
Ruthlessly with the whip of your coyness.
Although I was starved and unfed,
My plight you pretended to be unread.
You made me fast, and my woe to outlast,
And made it more grievous
Than the prisoners of the past;
Hence proved yourself more cruel and savage
Than the hardest tyrant of any age.
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