This lunar
Has no
Is complete and early,
If beauty
Bear any
It had a
And is another.
This like a
Keeps other
And daytime
The loss of this,
For time is
And the heart's
Where ghost has
Lost and wanted.
But this was neverA ghost's
Nor finished this,
Was ghost at ease,
And till it
Love shall not
The sweetness
Nor sorrow
His endless look.