Saturday, January 18, 2014

Missing

In all the dreams I dreamt of you,
Your features vague, your presence true,
So plain the fellowship we knew,
I felt sure you were dreaming, too.

Birch shadows danced on both our eyes,
The wind that brushed your cheek touched mine
Didn't the warmth of lives entwined
That thrilled my heart, yours also find?

How then do I not hear your voice?
Were you waylayed, deceived, delayed?
Was it some minor, mystic choice
Of yours or mine, our fates betrayed?

Oh nameless, soulless misery
To mourn the one I've never known -
But do you also grieve for me,
Or do I weep alone?



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