I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.