Paroles de On Limpid Form

In a host of unbarred waterways A man baring scrolls These are faces I've seen Written in to sympathy Kingly ships in ecstasy That fill'd their sails with delight I printed out the fountainhead Received to me in languid keys A knowledge subtle drawn With sunlight faring well the matchless seas! And up through the ductwork feels a bloody door Mine if I remain, but horror Remain, yes, where body binds the body And awake is a lonely room away Maybe a soundless rapture that dissolves the form And pulsars deep in mourning (the portrait of the music to the poet) I