“Watching the moonat dawn,solitary, mid-sky,I knew myself completely,no part left out.”
“The one close to me now,even my own body-these toowill soon become clouds,floating in different directions.”
“Even when a river of tearscourses throughthis body,the flame of lovecannot be quenched.”
“Even if I now saw youonly once,I would long for youthrough worlds,worlds.”
“In this worldlove has no coloryet how deeply my bodyis stained by yours.”
“The world know it not; but you, Autumn, I confess it: your wind at night-fall stabs deep into my heart”