Clock That Dangle In Dates

Clock that dangle in dates Kept me in wait. The key that hanged in door lock Handcuff me in whimpering. Rain which mirrors in earth face Burden me in nostalgia. The freshness wind that sweetly Rubbed night's ankles, Put me down in the flame. Dawn, who fell naked from time Handed me - as oblation to sleep. And you who skillfully thief, Embezzled my mouth's rose. Left me as a poppy pale on your banks.