A Parting
Look, as the red sun retires; Dying light heralds a parting! The long day draws to a close, And ere I go, I wish to hold you! The hollow of my chest gapes, Ever growing to a dark chasm! Afraid I am of the melancholy, That grips me in its vices so! An east wind rises, buffeting me, Chilling to the very bone! My Love! Come! Make haste, ride swift, Embrace me and deliver my soul, For such torment, it cannot bear! A parting, ’tis so, but come fare me well! Kiss me so the heart may beat, Evermore in your desire and love! Bless me, so the stars shine ere I go, And I promise, a rising sun I’ll bring to thee!