Imagine a forest
In beauty without trees, earth
Without moist; imagine

The sky without clouds,
The river without flow, sun
Without light; imagine

Night without moon,
The room without hue, the floor
Without footsteps; imagine

The bed without sheets,
Faucets without water, perfume
Without fragrance; imagine

The wine without flavour,
Desire cold as ash, the kiss with-
Out warmth; imagine

A mouth set without smile,
Your flesh short of fire, me
Without you; imagine

Boughs without leaves,
Full of wilted twigs: the forest  
In slow decay; imagine

Life.