O night O trembling night O night of sighsO night when my body was a rod O
When my mouth was a vague animal
Pasturing on her flesh O
When the close darkness was a
Made of her hair and filled with my eyes(O stars impenetrable
The fragile tent poled with our
Among the petals falling fields of timeO night revolving all our dark away)O day O gradual day O sheeted
Covering her body as with
Until I brushed her sealing sleep
To read once more in the uncurtained
Her naked love, my great good news.
