Naked Thoughts

Naked Thoughts

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My love provides this desert with
Your lovely hair’s luxuriant shade.
Time and gain your memory
Knocks wildly at the door of my heart.
Who would for ages live alone? —
It’s not with that wish we were born.

When the wind had idle sport with the lamp,
Trembling seized the lights of heaven.
Being helpless, for the mind lives close,
The heart put a lid on its agony.
Hate never will know softened lips;
Love is blest with streams of tears.

Old goblets are too small for thought —

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