You can adorn my hair with love,
You can decorate my head with hate.
You can put passion as my veil,
You can place anything but loneliness.

You can bring ardour in my eyes,
You can arrange despise in my tears.
You can put fervor in my brows,
You can place anything but loneliness.

You can touch sweetness on my neck,
You can murmur curses on my lips.
You can put flames on my tongue,
You can place anything but loneliness.

You can hug my body with lust,
You can woo my being with loathe.
You can wrap my soul with affection,
You can place anything but loneliness.