In immaculate dark night
Crouched under a willow tree, the soul torn
A white shadow whirled before me,
My heart stopped … Is-it is You?
In immaculate dark night
Not a bit of wind blowing,
Eyes clouded with tears,
I watched and envied.
An ice covered caress me.
My breath became short is broken.
A euphoric whirlwind carried me.
-Is that You?
In immaculate dark night
Your soul enveloped me.
Under a willow where my body lay,
Closed eyelids in an eternal smile,
Two white shadows danced with pleasure.
In immaculate dark night, two stars are born.

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