You said, "I will put a glowing armor about you And wrap you secure in the visible flame of my love." The garment may shine, but it has no fire without you. I am cold in a lonely city. I look for you. Where have you gone? You said, "I will always be with you whatever the distance." Yet here, for all of the crowd, is an empty room. Night gnaws through the music and talk with a hungry insistence. Where have you gone? I call you. You do not reply. You said, "I will come in the dark at your heart's lightest quiver; My lips will be laid on your forehead wherever you are." The talkers have gone; but you -- you are further than ever. I plunge through a nightmare of hours that prod me awake. You said -- but what does it matter? If sayings could heal me I would be stronger than thought or promise of words. Where now is the blaze to surround, the white armor to steel me? Keep your answer awhile . . . yet awhile . . . I am coming to you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BATTLEDORE AND SHUTTLECOCK by AMY LOWELL SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 4 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT by ROBERT BURNS THE BIRDS: THE HOOPOE'S CALL TO THE BIRDS by ARISTOPHANES FOR LACK OF GOLD by ADAM AUSTIN |