Remembering as the twilight
Grows red and trembles on the burning horizon
The hope in flames that recedes
And a mysterious partition widens
As well where many blossoms
-Dahlia, lilies, tulips and ranunculus-
Soar upward around a trellis and run
Through the morbid exhalation
Of heavy and warm perfume, the poison of which
-Dahlia, lilies, tulips and ranunculus-
Drowns my senses, my soul and my reason
Mixed into an immense swoon
Remembering as the twilight
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