Muse in spring attire knocked to the poet,
Dusk coated overnight, whispering indistinct speech;
Fragrance flower petals, listed wind
To lodge an earthly king and ambassador for heaven;
With the first aircraft coming Lucifer, I put it, flying away,
Yellow rose on the dark curls person:
Let broken body - the soul will fly over the desert,
Will forever sad and young, betrothed to the goddess.
May 1898
