Swift waves hissing Under the moonlight; Tarnished silver. Swaying boats Under the moonlight, Gold lacquered prows. Is it a vision Under the moonlight? No, it is only A beautiful geisha swaying down the street. [46] [46] A Young Girl Out of the rings and the bubbles, The curls and the swirls of the water, Out of the crystalline shower of drops shattered in play, Her body and her thoughts arose. She dreamed of some lover To whom she might offer her body Fresh and cool as a flower born in the rain.
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