My hunger I sate in despair
And I become never sated
Rushes my blood like a flare
If I get what I awaited
And I awaited her care.
Deep inside my soul she came
Enchained my heart with her fetter
Luring me to play her game
My love’s name will appear better
As these lines are its frame
Read, of each, just the first letter.
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