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I loathe the myst'ry concealed in your eyes, Because I cannot escape its lure; I loathe the appeal of your blood-red lips, Because I know 'twill always endure.

I loathe the cling of your body to mine, Because its yielding consumes my soul; I loathe the thrill of your whispered delight, Because—I love you, beyond control.