1. If my heart is your slave,
Not every slave finds humiliation sweet.

2. A branch seemed smooth to the touch,
Yet it bore fruit with thorns.

3. The moon’s face looked like hot embers,
Yet hair sprouted on it like smoke.

4. You threaten me with unending disdain,
Yet I say, was what I feared anything but this?

5. Once I had a loving companion,
Yet worry left no place in her.