Geisternähe
The Closeness of your Spirit
Halm
What is this wafting about my brow
Like a cool spring breeze,
Playing upon my cheeks
Like the sweet scent of a rose?
It is your fond thoughts
That play, comforting me,
It is your still desire
That cools my brow.
And that, like the sound of a harp,
Humming in my mind,
Is my name, softly
Escaping from your lips.
I feel your closeness!
It is your desire, your spirit
That draws me from the far distance
To your breast.
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