Somewhere I Have Never Traveled, Gladly Beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence; in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skillfully,mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish to be close me,i and my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility;whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing...
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