And giving you is not enough, you lavish yourself:
The impulse that carries you to love us more strongly, always,
Leaps and leaps again, ceaselessly and without fatigue,
Always higher toward the great sky of full love.
A clasp of hands, a gentle look sets you ablaze;
And your heart appears to me so suddenly beautiful
That I fear, sometimes, your eyes and your lips,
And that I am unworthy of them and that you love me too much.
Ah! these clear ardors of a tenderness too high
For the poor human being who has only a poor heart
All soaked in regrets, all thorny with faults,
To feel them pass and dissolve into tears.
Emile Verhaeren
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