Some desires drift through me:With my eyesto draw nectarfrom your lips.With my lipsto dry the wetnessfrom your tearful eyes…The spaces open wide.And how can you hold backthe desires…?
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On cherry lips a waiting buds. On my lips the “find” is found… And lips entwine at dusk. All meaning rest loses…
O Dreamy Creature
A breeze blows, and shakes the leaf, / Rocks a wave across the sea.
If you did not know
If you did not know that He is watching you, If you were not certain of the breathing of the stars Behind the great clouds, If you did not hear His waiting smile Behind…