What cannot be said will be wept.
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.