def poetry

beneath my window in a city street
i shall see a star tonight
in the dark and peace of my final bed
above them all, looking down
musing, between the sunset and the dark
in your arms was still delight
i bid them all farewell
this is the ship of pearl
but alas, just dreams
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
daughter, thou art come to die
to clothe the fiery thought
stuff of the moon
to some the fat gods