you who I do not know.

Now my mind is tested with love which
twists and wavers from side to side and which
some day soon you may see...
	I want you to cascade through ten thousand
	rainbows with me and dredge mountains
	from the sea:
you who I now begin to know.

But emotion is pent up inside,
too scared of dying again to live,
and meanwhile I must endure your
	red-copper hair screaming like a
	water-baby black eyes stare
	from my ceiling:
you who I now truly know...

Now I cannot see too clearly
and already my trellis stands bare...
How can I break free of these overclinging
arms which entwine and enfold me?... And reach
to the clear blue sea?
	I want you to know, but how can I
	tell you? I want you to see
	but my own eyes are blind...

The Octopus now enfolds me,
I know you too well...