I hug you, - <br />Both the rainbow to the river <br />And the clouds flame <br />In God's hand. <br />You laugh, - rain in the sun, <br />The mignonette bedewed, <br />And cunning is <br />A lilac star with eyelash. <br />Like a cloven comet <br />Figaro clowns. <br />Mozart's Tarot <br />Is cryptic and clear. <br />Lethean bliss <br />Sleeps sweet in trombones, <br />A tarry monastery rings <br />in a copse of violins. <br />What shadows does <br />a gaze cast into space? <br />You don't know? And you mustn't <br />look back, my friend. <br />Whose heart begins to glisten <br />at the blue, blue Si? <br />The Debussy still listens <br />who never was to be.<br /><br />Mikhail Alekseevich Kuzmin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/music-21/
