1. Who can I confide in when I fear slander from him should he visit me?
Love is something few can restrain themselves from exposing.

2. When I stood at his door and panicked over his abandonment,
His greeting drew near, though long absent on his tongue.

3. Its messenger came with his letter,
Which he had penned with his fingertips.

4. And I ransom the one whose place I've grown used to for his place.