In drawing, your breaths
So small, so dark --
From her Woman's sake,
I see you, I taste you -- and I Stay
In Heaven Fronts --
Where, if I declare, no Death --
The definition of Music --
You, who transits me in a lovely viper!
The tail of Dawn, not Meadow --
Let us play, naked, with Muddy
Terrain, until it arises,
Hand by hand, changing clouds --
The sensitive Tears
Like you --then--
Let him swallow us completely!