Where does the night come from?
It is brought by birds, blue and black at the tip of every wing.
How is desire undone?
By lying still and silent at the bottom of the stream.
When do you best love your darling's dark hair?
In the early mist of morning and every seventh spring.
When do you most adore your darling's dark heart?
I'll score the answer on your bones if you dare to ask again.