From “The Monogram”

I’ll mourn always—you hear me?—for you,
alone, in Paradise.

III

This is how I speak for you and me

Because I love you and in love know
Like a Full Moon to enter
From everywhere, for your small foot in the vast sheets
I unpetal jasmines—and I have the strength
Asleep, to blow and take you
Through luminous passages and the sea’s secret arcades
Hypnotized trees silver with spiders
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