Here is the morning my implacable sweetness
My precious love
Of your heart comes pure beauty of the lovers
Silt of living waters
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Flesh of moon
The pallid brightness of thy flesh of moon tears up
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Obscure Garden
Chant of silence. Falls asleep the obscure garden
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Hanging time
when, by whispering, you talk to me
passionately
about little things you cherish
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Quietness of Places
What a strange thing hiding in the dawn of this day
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Last Drips
From my body you pulled the soul;
You caused me many acute pains.
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You say Eternal Love.
This chant whispered at dawn
to the ear of cruelty
in the infernal circle deadly.
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