When stars-moon are high,
below the roof i slept
passing restrained smiles
convalesce my wounded .
thought of you, when;
tears fall in reminiscence thee,
though dream of you
'twas the prodigious trance ever had.
belated night reverie thee!
hat that be so then;
a morning as plain as arise
stir me from dormancy ,
then when remember haste
'twas just a radiant mirage.
wondering how'd spartans
arouse from battle like this;
fear of not the depart
but will cherish with you eternally.
