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I am a lake, unrippled. Her touch - a leaf that falls upon such calm. 2. I draw green blinds across the moon, on river sounds as delicate as breath... And she becomes the hands and lips of silence. 3. Snowflakes light as birds' feet on the glass, her four rings on the table, and my ticking watch beside them. 4. I dream of kites, I touch their shadows... And in the morning, when we kiss, her taste is on my lips.