gentle, my joy
like the leaf that
shudders in the cold night
gentle, my sweet
that holds my hands
and takes me on her
breast.
gently, my love
for time is fleeting
gently, kiss me
and all sadness erase
gentle, my love
gentle, she smiles
and gazes upon
my sleep.
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