ill never tell..
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars,
The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors.
I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping
I must most perfectly resemble them —
Thoughts gone dim.
Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors. I walk...