Suddenly in the dumb evening I saw light;
I found a refuge in love.
At the end of the party,
silent as a thief,
Loneliness creeped back,
sunk her anchor into me:
calm, malignant, sucking,
smiling her irony -
you, belong to me.
From the agony of separation
my heart turned white as vapor-cloud.
From grief
that descended upon me
like an evil angel
I observe the staggering immensity
of the experience.
From within the process of galloping decay
I cast a last fading glance toward
past-fertility.
It was so decreed
That
I remain
a slave
to love.
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