Here you will find the Poem In Which She Satisfies A Fear With The Rhetoric Of Tears of poet Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz
This afternoon, my love, speaking to you since I could see that in your face and walk I failed in coming close to you with talk, I wanted you to see my heart. Love, who supported me in what I longed to do, conquered the impossible to attain. Amid my tears that were poured out by pain, my heart became distilled, was broken through. Enough, my love. Don't be so stiff. Don't let maddening jealousies and arrogance haunt you or let your quiet be upset by foolish shadows: false signs of a man's presence; for now you see my heart which met your touch -- and so is shattered in your hands.
