I know I ask a lot from you,
but only as I must.
The control of this heart of mine
does not easily come to trust.
How can it be, that I am not
already losing my mind?
(Losing sight of all one sees
is not too hard to do.)
These hours pass by slowly,
the seconds even slower.
Why am I still waiting to hear
the burnings of your desire?
(and how long will I wait?)
