46. To Diadumenus
I DO not care for kisses,
Save when we battle wage;
For me the greatest bliss is
To see you burn with rage.
I strike, then fondle: so, my dear,
I neither have your love nor fear.
Save when we battle wage;
For me the greatest bliss is
To see you burn with rage.
I strike, then fondle: so, my dear,
I neither have your love nor fear.
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