Unrequited

Now do I know Love's most deliquescent inhumanity

a virulent blindness that purges all

but the lucid sight of splendor

silkily sunkissed clouds

brought, frocked, and wrought in glee

thereto

seek desperately but cannot see

cannot see the beauty of this wanton earth

no life, no light

no passion no mirth

neither pain nor purpose

all but when thou art not nigh

 apart

you withdraw Springs maturity

and shroud Autumns birth

leaving Nightingales' song as sad as Ruppells' cry

and force my heart to find cheer where there is but dearth

but when thy feet flutter the dull, and thou

with lurid eyes dawn upon my sorrow

sudden;y impels murmurs from every bough of every tree

and the sunkissed swelling of clouds avow

the ground buoyant as the ether now

all truly looks lovely across the eye of thy radiant sea

and my heart, once so sick and sallow

quickens so for thee