Forthee
Ikeptdejectioninsolitude
Withunavoidablemeditationoftouches.
Inthecaptivatingmorn
Withthehugofdews
Ilongtoadornenlightenedfuture.
Love-gardenbeamsinthewhitenessofcrops
Dreamsarepickedwithonehand
Inthenakednessofnight.
I discovermyselfinthemirror
Ofmoon-lit-night.
Darkcloudsdisappearinthemorn
Withthesmileofdews,
Memorytressgetfresh
Inthewrittendeedsofwarmfog.
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