Sleepy, you had nothing to tell me.
Yet in such moments was no song nor sound
Nor laugh nor anything so pure
As the silence with which you presented me.
Spilt over into oblivion and then spilt back again,
You came back speechless.
O planet face! I still smell the forest in your neck!
Still taste the stream in your mouth!
And your kiss that dropped on to my skin like rain
Still shivers there!