Come to me in the silence of night,
come on the wave of intensity.
Come when the desire is the strongest pull
to our illusory destiny.
Listen when the soul speaks and not the mind,
Come to me with no intention ;
come as the words of poesie.
Come in the emptiness of your soul.
And I will teach what it is to love
in the wilderness of the forest
and in the cascades of the shivering rain...
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