has the day ever had so exquisite a lover?
no, only the night
could know this luminous bliss….
only the night can know my joy
her palest face
(as she inclines above my life)
in an ancient delirium
gazing through a mist
of desire and forgetting:
then she blushes her way
through night’s fragile sky
some near and welcoming horizon
in the rosy glow
of her own bright dawn
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