O this brightness, whitening!
Re-daubs their bedroom's
Alabaster interior.
Ceiling, panel, wall.
Dawned streak upon streak of it.
Off that supply, infinite
Upfrothing, tidal.
Tis the essence of freshness!
And of it re-washed
With these shook awake linens
Layed dreamily on
What, cheek to cheek, sea-facing
As luxurious wrapped in
Each one's dream vision.
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