To love is to suffer, He taught me~for pain is the path of desire, And anguish is passion’s portal, that leads to Heavenly fire.
So hear it, my heart! and silence your clamorous protests and fears. I bid you love freely, love fiercely~~what of the acrid tears!
It is better to bleed than to wither, far better to flame than to fade. His arrows are tipped with fire, and I bear my breast, unafraid.