you are not my sister
for we share no blood, (boiling blood like I have)
which my heart singes as it sends all through my veins.
my heart, which is your prisoner-locked in your breast,
(and therefore has it swollen to double-size)
oh, how could I love anyone but you?
from first to last I'd fall, all others being equal,
equally the worst, for they are not you.
