As roses of day sleep and petals awake at night, On trellises, as the vines creep among shadows. So goes the midnight flower, with pollen of snow, Falling like dreams from The Milky Way, And I watching your silhouette on the wall. As you dance the cotillion in shade of the rose While the moon arabesques in composition. Your lips sing me an aria of love's refrain, With an echo
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