I search for you everywhere! And in my sleep
Blooms the wild tuberose of your dreams.
The stars are busy—twinkling in the sky.
And, within me, a sea has begun to rise.
Let's resize the world into a handy snowball.
And inscribe our cuddles on the edge of its wall.
Come, let's kiss some unexplored aboriginal land.
And record the touch of our lips on the sand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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