Painful Duality

How am I supposed to know

If thine kind lips should be mine

Without first having them tried,

to know if some love could grow?

Might Cupid use arrow and bow

To something light beyond our fine

But yet loveless friendship, cried

For it limits my lover soul.

And if thou really loved'st me

We'd be thrilled by passion songs

Sung for us by birds in trees.

But all of this might be wrong,

And I'll only know with a kiss

If my heart to thee belongs.