Looks everything blue among all the purple green,
No color exists itself if you are not seen.
The roses, the buds were but reflection
Had I of you in sweet imagination.
Gone are the colors of smiling flowers
Since you were away with love’s showers
Deep and deep am I missing
Your hug, your touch, your warm kissing.
The dawn, the dusk; the night, the light,
All shreds of time want you embracing tight.
Languishing, pining, dying with impatience,
Want you, have you with no hindrance.
In sleep, in dream; on up or down stair,
Long for your very being everywhere.