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Let us kiss under your veil
When I am finally united unto you:
Your greatly dense veil, your hair
Shall cover me from the staring eyes
Those onlookers having a glimpse
At you and I as your breath
Like a lemon grove
Like fine assorted fragrances
Graces and warmly ushers me home.
I shall explore your vast stature,
Oh my dearest lover,
From your twin towering pointed peaks
Down your bosom, right away
To your flat stomach, to your naval
Where I shall explore further - below
Your abdomen to the sacred grove
Where your great shrine is planted.
I beg of thee,
My dearest one,
But of one thing
A little favour -
Oh a duty
Done at all shrines
Let me offer my sacrifice
A burnt offering to your deity
An offering of fragrances.
And as the smoke hovers
Around you, zigzagging
May it pave the way
For my gallant entry
Into your abode:
Your bosom may I lie safely down.
Bury me not on the fields
Where stunted flowers
Of human spent love grow
But in the thicket
Where wild flowers
Make their shady canopies
There find me a grave.
That I might hear
The bees buzz
And smell the sweet nectar.
Bring no wreaths either
For the wild trees shall offer
A thousand times more
Filled with unadulterated passion
True feelings they may carry.
And my epitaph
Think of none
But one:
"He who loved nature
And whom nature dearly loved."
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