Apart (Sept. 30, 2017)

O dear, my dear, your picture glows,

You are the sweetest, full-blown rose.

If I could touch you with my toes

Who knows what else might upward go?

O schemer-dreamer, my whole heart,

I’ll press your hand upon my part.

We’re not too old for love divine;

Play you your part, and l’ll play mine.

O lovey-dovey, meet me true

And I’ll beat all my joy through you!

Oh, I must stop here, where we are,

For you are distant, still so far.

And yet, my love, though far we be,

I deeper fall in love with thee.

I am a flame; oh, see me, dear!

My blaze of day to you does steer!

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