16 avril 2020
FRAGMENT 31.
That man seems to me to be equal to the God's
Who is sitting opposite , and hear you near by ,
Speaking sweetly and laughing delightfully ,
Wich indeed makes my heart flutter in my chest .
For when i look at you even for a short time ,
it is no longer possible for me to speak ..
But it is as if my tongue is broken
And
Immediatly a subtle fire has run
Over
My skin.
I cannot see anything with my eyes ,
And my hears are buzzing ..
A cold sweat comes over me ,
Trembling seizes me all over .
I am paler than grass,
And i seem nearly to have died.
But everything must be dared...
Even for a poor woman like me.
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