(excerpt)
And I wished for night and you.
I wanted to see you in the swimming pool,
White and shining in the silver-flecked water.
While the moon rode over the garden,
High in the arch of night,
And the scent of the lilacs was heavy with stillness.
Night, and the water, and you in your whiteness, bathing!
From Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (1914)
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