LET US GO IN AND DANCE ONCE MORE ON
THE DREAM'S GLIMMERING
FLOOR, BENEATH
THE BALCONY FESTOONED WITH ROSES.  LET US
GO IN
AND DANCE ONCE MORE. THE DOOR BEHIND
US CLOSES AGAINST AN EVENING
PURPLE WITH
STARS AND MIST. LET US GO IN AND KEEP OUR
TRYST WITH MUSIC
AND WHITE ROSES, AND SPIN
AROUND IN SWIRLS OF SOUNDS.

NOCTURNE OF REMEMBERED SPRING • CONRAD POTTER AIKEN