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The waters of joy

When
like a hailstone crystal
like a waxwork image
the flesh melts in pleasure
     how can I tell you?

The waters of joy
broke the banks
and ran out of my eyes.

I touched and joined
my lord of the meeting rivers.
How can I talk to anyone
of that?

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