A tiny flame, there
Among amorphous shadow-phantoms
A dangling drop of love
just and alone-
Floating over a dark distance.
Solitude, there longing
I see her feverish love
Fluttering in gentle breeze.
My pain, just flown out
And has joined her in that pale air.
In their sweet enchanting dreamy revel
My soul embraces soft trembling warmth
Lamp flickers; dies in thrill
Into the latent fancy-
Of two molten soul.