All morning, I read about Christian mystics. After a long bath, I wear a caftan and silver ring.Intolerable hours of waiting for you. I plunge my hands in ice water.
The sun is red and low when I meet you by the fountain. Houses on steep hills light up. You speakto me with your deep voice like a man hammering in a forge. I thrill at the sound like a dog.
We watch a miracle play performed by homo ...
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