Your name lives into whispering of leaves,
in songs of fire and in lapping waves,
in dancing rainbows, prayers on the lips,
in all sunrises and in wails by gales.
The only name, the shadow of the hope,
the empty word, the crying of my soul,
my great sorrow and my unique dope.
It ruins me and it's my Grail bowl...
The simple name... the mirage of a desert,
the islet at the middle of immense depths...
That night of parting made this single present
which is consoling me at endless length.
Your name will be my punishment and joy.
Forevermore this magic can decoy...
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