Elucidate your truth for me.
How can I know you who behold
Only the bright periphery?
Essentially unbought, unsold,
Yield your unrevealing kiss.
Not me your secret arms enfold
Though truthfully you murmur, 'This
Is an embodied truth you hold.'
I could forego the embodied truth
With all its warmth if I could find
The secret that your frightened youth
Buried one midnight in your mind.
If I could find first truth in you,
Let it be alien, cold, unkind,
I'd change it for this residue,
This bulk that leaves the spirit blind.
