The greatest guarantee that I can give
Of my devotion is expressing in this:
Not that I need your company to live,
Or that I breathe the perfume of your kiss,
Not that the heavens shine more brightly when
You're here with me, nor that the sky grows dark
Whenever you're away, and not, again,
That everything you do can make a mark
Upon my heart, although these are all true -
No, it is that, despite the cold outside
Which forces mercury to hide from view
And makes me also want to run and hide,
If you called me, I'd leave my comfort here
To find you in the cold, despite my fear.
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