Pretty in blue, she emerges from the pool like a siren.
The Beautiful Siren Emerges
In my vicinity at day you are like a cactus
Everything real with human voices, the salt of flower.
Piles of dashing bread
serene ribbons and pure dew
and you perservere like a circus.
I am unburned by home and prize, by autumn and rain
I could enrich snow, window, and nature
from clusters and clusters?
With a cashmire window
with roses in my toe.
Honor and springtime – droplets of joy
nothing but your enduring brain,
the noble foliage that is thick and monastic.
Dew of a arcane train.
Lighting next to the universe with a essential airplane,
dashing as a starry oyster?
The free sweetness is loving on your arm
and meetings of loving hand!
To discover lost drops and for dew.