Once again,

Day breaks in upon her
Like a thief,
Like a tender, nervous lover;

Sets a shadow

Like a veil


Her eyes --

Her perfect body turning--
Her fragrance fills the sky--
Her lips smiling warmer than the sun

Light on her skin. The needle shadow
Marks her
Passing through the day.

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