Liquid Dreams
Hung o'er for falls' sounding rush
Fern frond on frond's, soft, slow;
Skied for rain, or shoulder-high
Downpoured, harem girl by.
Of all a cool, fresh liquid
Offering, last, sighed for
Blessed, he, who takes his fill.
If caught dreaming, found still!
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