Long brown, silky and perfumed,
An electrical wire with a current induced,
A hair I see, whose it can be?
With the seeds of a fruit beneath a tree,
That lit the tubes of heavenly neon lights,
How airy are now the warming nights,
That moved the blades of the static fan,
How happy next day is the man!
After a kiss in fact the bliss of the bliss,
A hair of Eve that fell in the first kiss!
First Fall First Rise
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