My thought was: now at last I found the essence.
I felt - it was the day for which I long.
The moonlight tears in me began to popple.
I drank the most important dreaming song.
With faith that I was warm and never icy...
I touched with strings of heart, my love, your heart.
With me you were, and in your hands - the moments.
Your kindly face - a shining piece of art.
You held my soul for now awake. You tousled
our lovely, pretty home - the gone mad stars,
And then returned them all to place. If I dream -
then rouse me so the dream's becoming ours. ...