WHERE art thou at this moment, love? -- what doing, What saying, thinking? -- Dost thou think of me? Hast thou no care for my hard agony, Though care for thee still houndeth me, renewing My pain, and all my heart with love subduing? -- Absent, I hear thee speak, and speak to thee. Thy form so present in my mind I see, No thought can harbor there of other wooing. I hold thine eyes, thy beauty, and thy grace Engraven on my heart -- and every place Where e'er I saw thee dance, laugh, speak, or move. I hold thee mine, though I am not mine own; I live and breathe in thee, in thee alone, Light of mine eyes, blood of my veins, my love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE FAMILY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE FAIRIES by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A HYMN FOR PROCESSION WITH CROSS AND BANNERS by SABINE BARING-GOULD THE BENCH OF BOORS by HERMAN MELVILLE WHO WALKS WITH BEAUTY by DAVID MORTON |