I figured you as nude between Monotonous earth and dark blue sky. It made you seem so small and lean And nameless, Heavenly vincentine.
II I saw you then, as warm as flesh, Brunette, But yet not too brunette, As warm, as clean. Your dress was green, Was whited green, Green vincentine.
III Then you came walking, In a group Of human others, Voluble. Yes: you came walking, Vincentine. Yes: you came talking.
IV And what I knew you felt came then. monotonous earth I saw become illimitable sphere of you, and that white animal, so lean, turned vincentine, and that white animal, so lean, turned heavenly, heavenly Vincentine