Unleash all the tainted reserves of love
Inside, interwoven traces turn into pieces.
An illustrious desire to acquire one's
innocent grove, becomes an infatuated fool
eating prickled roses.

Dreams of racing, stifling heartbeats
together like seams of the strongest breed.
Awaken to actual sunlight whose breaking
warmth relinquishes all such bliss of lost sleep.

Rising, finally feet on damp dew realize
that some virture is left best to die.
Burning, inflamed in malicious melancholy
sifts my dream. My dream!
As thee sings to me in eyes of

The dove of the giving tree.