(somewhere i have never travelled)

somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, you eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself like fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose

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