Your laughter is light, your caress deep, br Your cold kisses love the harm they do; br Your eyes-blue lotus waves br And the water lilies are less pure than your face.. br br You flee, a fluid parting, br Your hair falls in gentle tangles; br Your voice-a treacherous tide; br Your arms-supple reeds. br br Long river reeds, their embrace br Enlaces, chokes, strangles savagely, br Deep in the waves, an agony br Extinguished in a night drift.