Do not blame me for what is in her heart.
Do not blame me for the passion in her eyes
When she gazes upon my face.
Do not blame me for the fire in her soul,
Which burns through, lighting her desire.
Do not blame me for her thirst,
It is not for me to quench.
Do not blame me for her hunger.
I did not deny her feast.
Dear friends, do not blame me;
For she has chosen to love,
And the love she has chosen is me. |
