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I Will not Touch You
I will not touch you, wait a while
In my rhythmic house and starry sky.
Love and passions of a thousand years
Are frantic, heart is calcining.
I am weary, weary of my thoughts
And weary of my sinews and veins.
My sweet heart, stay for a while
Stay for a romantic discourage.
Do not neglect me, neglect my mite,
Wit, sensitive mind and loving heart.
Wait, wait for a heart that longs for you.
Sit by me, I will not touch you.
The thirst of a thousand years for beauty
Is haunting me like an lionian lover.