Round crystal on velvet shade,
Serenity at my heart,
I created myself from sky-waters,
Froze under icicles of light.
I am born virgin in my place
Unceasingly as dew-pebbles,
Sparkling in my depths;
The more the less I hold.

But you won't know what and how many
Sources have filtered noiselessly through me.
And you don't know how many warm lips
Have sipped at my flashing lip.
They are here now in the air like leaves
When you try my untasted freshness;
Your mouth sipping new drops
Will kiss shadow lips in flight.