When I Miss You

When I miss you I’m dried up, In the sky melt My magic dreams. Magnolias Make me dizzy, Like the valley’s Delightful nymphs. Expectation… On the vital branch Rest tiny buds – My vague dreams. On the glossy cheeks Run down and stream Drops of tears – My last pearls. When I miss you I’m dried up, The seven feelings Melt in the winds. Don’t approach me If you don’t love me. Believe me, dear, You won’t stir strings. Mistrust and doubt Drained tear pools, Doubt dug out My strength and roots. That silver sound, Tranquil and timid, Is a baritone Coveted and wished. I help this heart To respond, to work. Believe, this heart is A sharp tuning fork.