if there are notes I might add

Words only add frost to snow,
my hands are not a sculptor’s,
their caresses can’t improve
on the smoothness of your skin.

Your warm heart was beating long
before we met, I heard it
in your full song, I wonder
if there are notes I might add.

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Depth Charge: The first line of a love poem, springs from the last line of a death poem:

Life is an ever-rolling wheel
And every day is the right one.
He who recites poems at his death
Adds frost to snow.

Mumon Gensen, Japanese Death Poems, p. 109

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