She speaks little, but her eyes hold a whole sea of the world;
she holds me seldom, yet her heart is always full of the lover;
though she knows me little, she loves me for all that I am —
but she does not know: I will be everything she ever desired.
She speaks little, but her eyes hold a whole sea of the world;
she holds me seldom, yet her heart is always full of the lover;
though she knows me little, she loves me for all that I am —
but she does not know: I will be everything she ever desired.
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