Your first kind word since you dismissed me then
Has set my heart to quaking once again
In the selfsame nervous anxiety
That ever gripped me when I sat those days
Waiting in silence for your arrival.
I know not what to think, for in your face
The glory from which I’d near weaned myself
Came back to fullest flood, struck me again
Wit that self-same heartfelt affection bright
That I had very nearly laid to rest
‘Neath dark conclusion that you loved me not.
This poem followed “Nunc dimittis” after a few months. I’ve now posted it to my wiki. Feedback of any kind, including criticism, compliments, questions, suggestions (especially for a real title or what to post next), or anything else, is eagerly requested and greatly appreciated.