consider O

woman this

my body.

for it has

lain

with empty arms

upon the giddy hills

to dream of you,

approve these

firm unsated

eyes

which have beheld

night's speechless carnival

the painting

of the dark

with meteors

streaming from playful

immortal hands

the bursting

of the wafted stars

(in time to come you shall

remember of this night amazing

ecstasies      slowly,

in the glutted

heart fleet

flowerterrible

memories

shall

rise, slowly

retrurn upon the

red elected lips

scaleless visions)