We stood a moment so, in a strange world.

And the Blue flames of love
Mourned the loss of the Red.
So close the book now,
For what be, let be unsaid.
Indestrucitible stars,
coldest of flames.
A frost-starred heart
still spells your name.
To whom shall I speak,
Then what shall I write?
Is it still day
Or is it now night?
Each mortal thing has its own double,
and each its own law.
But in love's dark mirror,
I perceived its one flaw.
Gentle moonlight sighs
And peach-blossoms wait.
Disappear to eternity,
remembering their fate.
Their true life, then
This brief moment's fall.
My heart breaks too
In the heart of these walls.
-----b