I love these dreams a-coming new
After four years of loving you,
Which I had hoped for every day,
Every hour here without you,
Every daydream, every sunray,
Every food bite hungry, hungry,
Every picture of you somewhere,
Other eyes touching your beauty,
And I with tear or two to wear.
I resigned to such existence;
You beyond in happy realm.
Was it deluded prescience
Which kept my hope at helm?
And yet each night I went to bed,
And asked my mind to bring you near,
To hold your hand and brush your head,
To cuddle boldly without fear.
Alas, I dreamed of other things,
Defiant mind kept you away,
‘Til I awakened by these stings,
A heart which knows you ne’er did stay...
And you shall never come again...
And as I love another soul,
And see a happiness surrounding,
As opportunity does roll
Amidst a universe enticing,
And as the syllogism argues
For the cause of other minds,
Concluding me to choose
Another heaven for my love...
New dreams of you do reign,
(When all those years I slept in vain).
At last I know the taste you give,
At last I dare to cause you pain,
At last in dream at least—I live.
Olé. For life provides one image of sanctity. /
Perhaps it is one moment in which she asks for sanction; / <...
I will carry on
Yet as life goes on,
You have set me free,
“‘Nothing’ I gave to you? Besides my affectionate eyes; besides my wise talk, when all the world lay before us, when there stood erect our new evaluation, and we sought t...