When Night Comes


To the tune of “Telling My Most Intimate Feelings”

When night comes,
I am so flushed with wine,
I undo my hair slowly:
A plum calyx is
Stuck on a damaged branch.
I wake dazed when smoke
Breaks my spring sleep.
The dream distant,
So very distant;
And it is quiet, so very quiet.
The moon spins and spins.
The kingfisher blinds are drawn;
And yet I rub the injured bud,
And yet I twist in my fingers this fragrance,
And yet I possess these moments of time!


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When Night Comes