Had thou known
How I live alone
In a dark, dark place
Searching for a trace
Of your lovely smile,
You would've walked a mile
To come and save what's left
Of my sole gift:
The Heart that beats with thy name
Whene'er you went or came.

Why art thou so dear?
When you draw near,
My senses all melt.
I swear I ne'er felt
So hard a shiver
Running through my bones for ever
And for ever.

Can I take thee
In a quick journey?

Remember on this tiny chair
How thou and I used to share
Our utmost love and fear,
When I said "My Love"
And you said "Dear".
'Twas never enough...
And when I hear you cough,
My heart sinks down to my knees,
And I beseech the lord, "Please,
Take away all my health
And bestow upon me sickness and filth;
For in her wholesomeness
I shall find my remedy and liveliness."

Remember how I used to recite
Poems of serenity after we fight
The poet of Nature: Wordsworth--
Meredith, Shelley and Goldsmith.
They all know how
I miss thee now.

Lookee you! Byron's here!
Tennyson, too, and Shakespeare!
Come and let us celebrate,
Forget all the hardships and hate.
Your couch is calling thy name,
And your picture in the frame
Is smiling
And I am dying...

Yet as the sunlight clasps the earth
And the moonbeams kiss the sea
The lord can cause the rebirth
Of our Love, You and Me.