Suddenly, I Want To worship you in this tender light of night
unwind what has faded away in heart’s tangle
Touch your smooth lake of longing, taste the soft
flame in your disturbed dream
Sweet is the darkness behind joy’s eyelids
Each note has a sex of its own giving birth to a new song
I kiss the delicate flower of grief, saying:
How lucky you are to possess the senses of an angel!
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:: z.z. on PSU campus [art by Keijo Tapanainen]
