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The day I accepted I loved You -
As in bold, italic, formal - Sir,
Mere yawn thrown on the scattered papers,
An arrow whistling in the dreamy streets -
So cold, so lost,
Gold and blue, and sky in feathers,
And far away, on the very borders
Of the fingerprint universe
I painted for both of us,
A whisper.

It stretched across the whole of humanity,
It tickled in your ear
And brushed against your frozen cheeks,
And plunged together with the snow,
Where it would agonize and melt -
Drops of moon on the pavement.

My love is but a blasphemy,
Reach out and fall,
Winter's oaths keep breaking,
And I'm burnt out -
An old Christmas garland
On its last Christmas tree.