Miniscule hope but silently seeking
Frugal to my heart but generous I desire to be
Parsimonious I am to convey my confessions
In penurious speech I hide my affections
To compromise myself from my utter grief
When every step I played my card
In concealed order I alter my dealings
If chances I am bestowed to receive
And if time I am lushly spared
Closer to you I please to grow
