Come Quickly0

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Come Quickly
Izumi Shikibu

Love-soaked, rain-soaked-
If people ask
Which drenched
Your sleeves,
What will you say?

Come quickly-as soon as
the blossoms open,
They fall.
This world exists
As a sheen of dew on flowers.

Those nights when we slept
Behind love’s
Jeweled screen,
Were we even aware of
The opening dawn skies?

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