Smile not at me for with that smile
You give an inch and I'll want a mile

Touch not my hand in mild affection
For with that touch I'll seek perfection

Meet not my eyes for then in vain
My heart will skip its beat again

Kiss not my cheek when we next meet
Lest I then burn with passion's heat

No!

Best freeze me with a stony stare
And I'll pretend I do not care

Return no calls so I'll reflect
How little I can now expect

From one who though once dear to me
Will ne'er again be near to me

So I'll bid you now a fond farewell
And promise not to kiss...and tell