Pearls floating like banners.
To reach the hand of my lover.
Followed by lonely enchanters.
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Ribbons of lace are midnight's quest.
Upon my breast,
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Hearts journey to autumn's leisure.
Winter begins its seizure.
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One pearl floats alone
in the quiet mist of a thousand pearls.
One heart groans.
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One man sets out upon a quest looking for the right
pearl to facet to her finger.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem