I bowed down and said:
My dear lady, fill me with daily bread of love!
The lady said:
If you mean it, I don’t know
Because all said so and go from my life.
Then I said:
I can bare the yoke of loving you,
Bear in mind I am unique
(no one compares to my fingerprints, I mean it)
only if you will love not to pretend!
Then she said: