Ah, dear-beloved friend: with what an ache
My heart now longs to set my eyes on you,
To, with such fierce affection as I dare,
Enfold you in these weary, empty arms!
So strong now is this melancholy mood
That I must wonder: when I saw your face,
And felt your friendship’s warmth, and heard your voice
Each day for months—how was I ever sad?
For I remember such distracted grief—
How did I not, with you nearby, delight?
But now my dreaming mind has seen your face
And sent me stumbling toward you, arms outstretched
To greet you fondly with a warm embrace,
Only to find myself alone—awake—
This stirring longing and this bitter gloom
Have come upon me like a sudden cloud.
Oh, that our paths might once again converge,
That we might for a while again partake
Of the blest, happy fellowship we shared,
And grant each other friendship’s pure delight.
I began this poem a few weeks ago, after a riveting dream about a dear absent friend, then finished it earlier this week.
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