My heart is tangled in the locks of your hair.
I swoon in the gaze of your narcissus eyes.
My whole being circles you.
To decorate the soles of your feet?
Sight was only a halftone away
Do not turn in loathing from me.
O Beloved, can you not see
Only Love disfigures me?
I quoted these lines from the book, River Sutra.
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