if I look

do not look for me,

But

that sail

without leaving mine.

to seek another land.

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or the wrinkled body of the log,

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if each day,

near the fire

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as if everything that exists,

with implacable sweetness,

in me all that fire is repeated,

everything carries me to you,

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I shall lift my arms

to leave me at the shore

each hour,

the wind of banners

at that hour,

were little boats

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ah my love, ah my own,

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

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and you decide

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if I touch

the impalpable ash

If suddenly

for I shall already have forgotten you.

if little by little you stop loving me

one thing.

Well, now,

of the slow autumn at my window,

you forget me