And am I soon to own
Your lovely rareness,
Who have so long alone
Craved for your nearness?
Is all my torment past?
Is heart-break over?
Am I to find at last
Peace after fever?
So long, so long have I
Pictured you whitely
Lying, as soon you’ll lie,
In my arms sweetly,
That all my senses swim
With joy foretasted,
As faintness falls on him
Who long has fasted.
Yet stirs within my heart
Sudden misgiving:
How can I bear to part
From this dear craving?
What shall I think upon
When, robbed of longing,
I watch the poignant moon,
Or hear sad singing?
(Jan Struther)
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