You were here,
and in my arms,
though now,
you be far away,
and I held you,
and touched
your hair of gold
and looked into
your eyes so green,
the envy of emeralds,
and saw into your soul,
and loved you for a time.
Now I stand alone,
dreaming of the day,
we might once more stand
face to face,
eye to eye,
lips to lips,
heart to heart.
