Have you forgotten that you are my page

"Have you forgotten that you are my page

for this day? Would you abandon me?

Where are you going?

Your white dress gives me your right-."

"Are you longing for your rough coat?"

"Are you freezing? - Are you homesick?"

The duchess smiles.

No. But only because being a child

has slipped off his shoulders,

this gentle dark dress.

Who took it away?

"You?" he asks in a voice

he had not yet heard.

"Du!"

And now nothing is on him.

And he is naked like as a saint.

Bright and slender.