VALENTINE\'S MESSAGE.
When I, sleep-less through uneasy dark
sigh lonely for thee,
when moon rides high in its sickled arc
and cold falls crisp on flower and tree,
when sun bids farewell to skyline\'s blue
and mist covers first starlight with dew
how I long but for thee.
When I, dreaming walk lone tidal waves
again sigh for thee,
when wind rides high the sea\'s briny lace
and a storm turns pale its filters on me,
when Neptune saddles wild-white horses
and foaming indifference rises and falls
how I ask but for thee.
When I, awaking un-fresh before dawn
sigh weary for thee,
when Valentine\'s message clearly calls
and desire sends kisses over bland sea,
when distance between us taxes hearts
with commitments keeping lovers apart
how I yearn but for thee.