it has entered
left and some is still of me
a little can be you
or may dispelstay free
some is morning
is cloudsat night
stirring of wings
of leavesand flight
open as windows
like my heartand mouth
stirring in curtains
from eastthen south
some is yawning
or laughterand delight
a little lies in stillness
or a skylarkat its height
it has flown
touchedan ancient sea
kiss beginnings
kiss my breathkiss me
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