Severus Alexander

21 February 2017

Many things have there been said

Where the eyes make up for the weakness of words

And where the slack is made up by those coy doors, the truth has fled


Here where gazes softly offered touch,

and the shadows which lie behind them speak and are heard

And are heard, to fall on silence, then that more much


And anyone would weep and smile, to surmise 

That if the voices trembling could be cured

\"We could for a while speak, we could meet each other --\" with a sigh


For, if it were so, I would long ago have at your feet then laid 

My heart, for only but the thought of us 

And that if anyone, could but to another, their gaze allow to rise 

That no wandering eye, from its quiet intercourse, would be again deferred