she
closed the door
no
word
through
empty
fruits
flowers mounted like treasures before her
and
for what better things shone pleasure that
did
not last
heaven
pure free from half hidden dreams
stolen
paradise so nicely curved empty dresses
and
she slept beside it,
gather
on the carpet bed empty of dreams
morphine
man, candid breath
did
not come noise is gone
the
tune to which she slept
lucent
sighs
on
golden dishes
light
awake
whispering
in her pillow
her
red marked hands
spell
fantasies that she cannot awaken
played
eve’s wide upon him
vision
of her sleep
change
her dream so pure
witless
words
on
hands fearing to move or speak
awake
loneliness with touch
vow
sad eyes
change
art
immortal
leave my love
beyond
a mortal
eternal
throbbing star
dream
its odor sweet
alluring
against loves dark dream
cruel
curse
forsakes
sick upon fevered bride
blest
with cursed vessel
of
dying miracle love
cannot
keep it but might spare the heart
arise
let us away
drowned
all in fearless hopes
hurried
by words
no
human flickering
rose
along
glide
phantoms
lay
huge wakeful one
and
one
key
turns
gone
fled dreamt of
thousand
ashes
scattered
and places they sent upon me
loveliness
nothingness full of flowery spite
