Nay

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    Nay

     Nay

    I freeze for you
    stock still my muscles are iron and cold
    I melt for you
    as snow before the rising dawn
    I burn for you
    hot embers boiling currents
    and yet
    somehow yet
    you make my body whole
    only with you
    do the limbs feel their fulness flexing
    en-heartened to move against this steely cage
    and finally
    my ruin will be smote
    upon the slopes of your decry
    'nay'

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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