Through the sea's blushes Of sunset cast upon the endless waves Lets me through To see you Upon the ocean's top As you are now held in coldness. Why could I release you Upon the time when suffering was remote, When you were afloat In the dream of loneliness To the Earth-less stars? Your lips, Your smile, Your cries, Your fever That ignites the moon to be the sun, That dries the ocean beneath you, As I cannot release you Unto the spring of hardship. We are made, Fated, To be for the other. Your tresses, Bleak in auburn, As I wish to kiss of each strand. Your eyes, Wilt, for tears to be felled, As are not meant to be such. I will kiss them apart From your delicate face. I dream of kingdoms Upon the washed shore. I dream of love That does not ever die.