1. I am enamored of one long-drawn, rich with nasal resonance.

    Whenever he grows constricted, breath becomes his flowing softness.

  2. I whisper the utterance, while he voices a secret aloud.

    And whenever I lower myself, he displays his loftiness.

  3. He opened the way to union, then shut it tight in estrangement.

    With sibilance—while the heart made its sorrow quiver.

  4. For an age he was yielding; then he transgressed, possessed of deviation.

    And the secret spread abroad from the moment I turned to him again and again.

Sol 5.6