She lets me vow I love her,
She hints at loving me,
Yet when I try to hug her
She laughs and flutters free.
I think I know the riddle:
Her heart and mine are such
That she loves me too little
And I love her too much.
Alone, I sorely miss her;
She hints at missing me;
Yet when I try to kiss her
She laughs and flutters free.
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