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Speak listen answer me For the duration of our love-affair No matter how long, or short My hands need to Open the curtains of your bei..

I draw these letters like some Language of birth Some neuroplasticity to write Until the afternoons become invisible And evening..

Turning round a dead point My heart Escapes the moment . . Turns off breath Stops arteries Divides love Into rivers of pain ..

Thanks, night: You reset my hope Because the moon returns Because the stars live And I am small in dew-humility Thanks, night: ..

I take a voluptuous satisfaction In our epoch's transformation To shudder the absurdity of finished acts These world ending debaucheri..

I think of thee! In letters and song And verse that I have spent, like afternoon gardening Yet I wept for the distance in us The deep j..

Arriving quickly - you blessed one! Shook me with tenderness Invited me to white beaches With a dimpled smile On your unaging face ..

Only the unknown liberates The syrup of spontaneity Novelty, the teacher of experience Come now, let us dance With prefabricated str..

Pompous and delightful, like odes to my youth

I have rare engraving left by time The dwindled books of precious ideas Interlaces of secret ideals Theology of the abundance of dreams A..