If night’s stone in the street is shining,
polished an oil-brown dazzle by rain,
sheet me in silk and sail me to China,
or slip me in linen and mail me to Spain.
But when spring pinks in a cherry tree leap:
rain blossom all day and pillow my sleep.
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