Drunken eyes toward the sky vestured In rosy red Sentimental teardrops from the heart Drops after drops stealthily drop into The boundless lake of heart To touch off ripples and dimples Which are shivering and quivering
A warm breeze Snatches a basket of rosy glow To diffuse toward distant rills and hills Staggering footsteps of dusk Squat from antique houses to the horizon To ground is besprinkled with gold.