Its not by way of a thought
Wordily expressed
As through a feeling language
That our true nature
And that bond, as kindred souls
Is grasped. All too pure!
So fight it not; floating down
Which hearts' tidal flow.
As you would, boated, lanterned
Courting's currents on.
Putting to silence, to sleep
Day's aired confusion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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