Never, never again?
Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
or during dawn's maiden brightness
or afternoons of sacrifice?

Or at the edge of a pale path
that encircles the farmlands,
or upon the rim of a trembling fountain,
whitened by a shimmering moon?

Or beneath the forest's
luxuriant, raveled tresses
where, calling his name,
I was overtaken by the night?
Not in the grotto that returns
the echo of my cry?

Oh no. To see him again --
it would not matter where --
in heaven's deadwater
or inside the boiling vortex,
under serene moons or in bloodless fright!

To be with him...
every springtime and winter,
united in one anguished knot
around his ****** neck!

When you weren't looking
This child became a woman.
Don't ask how or why,
For those questions are not the important ones.
Can't you see you didn't care enough to notice?
How will you feel when we have no more time together?
I wonder if you feel sorry about the way you locked your heart,
Acess denied to the beggar at your door.
She is no one.
Only me.