Caroling Dusk/Secret
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For works with similar titles, see Secret.
SECRET
I shall make a song like your hair . . .Gold-woven with shadows green-tinged,And I shall play with my songAs my fingers might play with your hair.Deep in my heartI shall play with my song of you, Gently. . . .I shall laughAt its sensitive lustre . . .I shall wrap my song in a blanket,Blue like your eyes are blueWith tiny shots of silver.I shall wrap it caressingly,Tenderly. . . .I shall sing a lullabyTo the song I have madeOf your hair and eyes . . .And you will never knowThat deep in my heartI shelter a song of youSecretly. . . .