Sentiments

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.