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I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life/love.
I resemble a sawyer, who, without changing place, works sometimes upright and sometimes bending. I know, the saw must always move up and down. And I know, it is not enough to have endured disdain and abuse once. If you want to have success [everything], you must constantly repeat this.
So (there are) many lands, so (there are) many customs.
Nature, temperaments, and fashion.
And even then my noble virtues
are thrown out of the window,
Logic comes crumbling,
{A Descent into the Maelström}.
I am nothing more, of those,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤfollies of LOVE.
VAPULANDO SUSTENOR.
ㅤ[For] I am sustained by whipping.
SIC NISI PERPETUO VAPULET,
ㅤIf HE [I] is not perpetually beaten,
ALGET AMANS.
ㅤTHE LOVER feels neglected.
"We are not lovers (are not)."
Seething with rage, I bit my tongue and swallowed my pride (into the Maelström). The bed feels cold, and I know, and I know, that one who embodies the essence of LOVE is also a DESTROYER. This duality stands as an unequivocal quintessence of the cosmos. I asked God what the most likely thing that could happen was, and he replied. He replied in the form of a tower perched on top of the rocky mountain (XVI). Bolts of lightning set the building alight, and two people vault from the windows, headfirst and arms outstretched. Do they fall, do they fly? What a change, what a change.
"We are no more than a stranger (no more)."
And no more than that. We are not lovers, just strangers. But when near, I burn, and when far, I melt. For I hunger for the way you kiss me on the mouth, but you say it's too intimate for us. (You never do it anymore.) No more than strangers, just two strangers. Two strangers with the same insatiable hunger, the same relentless craving. [To be touched, to be loved, to be anything at all.] Hope is a four-letter word, and so is love, and so is fear, and so is fact. But the fact stands above all else: these yearnings are insufficient, and the more I plead, the more you avert your gaze from me because you don't want me.
You don't.
But I am greedy, I am awfully greedy.
I want everything from life/love.
I want everything from you.