1321 – 1330: Sulking Charm

He is flawless; but I do pout. 1321
So that his loving ways show out.
Fading first, love blooms and outlives 1322
The petty pricks that pouting gives.
Is there a heaven like sulk beneath 1323
Of hearts that join like water and earth?
In long pout after embrace sweet 1324
A weapon is up to break my heart.
Though free form faults, one feels the charms 1325
Of feigned release from lover’s arms.
Sweeter than meal is digestion 1326
And sulk in love than union.
The yielder wins in lover’s pout 1327
Reunited joy brings it out.
Shall not our pouting again give 1328
The dew-browed joy of joint love?
Sulk on O belle of shining jewels! 1329
Prolong O night! our delight swells!
Bouderie is lovers’ delight 1330
Its delight grows when they unite.

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