Only a few hours!
We danced like wind,
Our faces like noon flowers,
On one slim stem were lifted, turned aside.
You flew, I followed, matched your stride,
And held your pause, and swung and parted wide . . .
Only a few hours!
We danced like wind,
Thirsty as blown flowers,
Heavy-lidded, fearful-eyed.
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