He's a verbal wizard par excellence. Ambivalent rhetoric does he breed. As for relationship, beyond question, He speaks thousandfold louder than his deeds. An armchair lover, he threw his trump card; Yet love and war speak unlike languages. His billet-doux became a coup de grâce, And his courting lines turned to elegies. He cannot tell page from stage; furthermore, Love and hate, for him, are Siamese twins. He sidled up, bathed in her balm of rose, Only to take it for rue on a whim. She said, "Hardly is this a rehearsal." "Ah," smirked he, "nor is it a proposal."
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