Clouds of black birds rose up wailing and screaming, like the thoughts of my heart.
By her shining and her power he knew her.
He sees himself in his lover as if in a mirror, not knowing whom he sees, And when they are together, he too is released from pain, and when apart, he longs as he himself is longed for; for reflected in his heart is love's image, which is love's answer. But he calls it, and believes it, not love but friendship.
Love is a boaster at heart, who cannot hide the stolen horse without giving a glimpse of the bridle.
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