Dearest darling, I agree you should leave:
it makes perfect sense to consider my
unconditional love unattractive.
only another perhaps satisfies
desires I know every aspect of
since I've listened to echoes of your soul.
illusions of perfect consorts above
trump my common tranquility below.
an unassuming penniless poet
absolutely devoted to your whims?
a safety net contains no allurement,
don't regret if trapeze falls to ruin.
my confidence returns, my love hidden,
with resolve I'll complete myself again.