1. I think sleep has imitated you,

    seeing coldness like your own.

  2. From me comes patience; from you comes—

    estrangement. Take me as far as you can.

  3. Too lofty was the ambition of an eye

    that dared to hope it might see you.

  4. Is it not fortune enough for my eye

    to see someone who has seen you?

  5. If only my share of you were this—

    that you knew the love of you within me.

Sol 5.6