I am not yours， not lost in you，

    Not lost， although I long to be

    Lost as a candle lit at noon，

    Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

    You love me， and I find you still

    A spirit beautiful and bright，

    Yet I am I， who long to be

    Lost as a light is lost in light.

    Oh plunge me deep in love —— put out

    My senses， leave me deaf and blind，

    Swept by the tempest of your love，

    A taper in a rushing wind.