Their delicacy is such that they strain and sway even while plucking a flower, yet it is a mystery how they became like a wrestler to break my heart.
The poet playfully contrasts the beloved's supreme delicacy with the brutal strength it took to shatter his heart. On the surface, the beloved seems so frail that even plucking a soft flower causes them to strain and sway, yet somehow they summoned the force of a wrestler when breaking the lover's spirit. It is a witty, affectionate complaint about the surprising cruelty hidden behind such gentle elegance.
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