I fell in love with this moon-face: Lavishly I am scattered on the honeymouthI glanced at the black eye; being black I landed on the eyebrow.
Thy love hath taken me from me; Thou, Thou art needed by me.Day and night do I burn; Thou, Thou art needed by me.Were they to slay me, let them winnow my ashes into the heavens.There let my dust cry, "Thou, Thou art needed by me."