Forlorn Without Knowing Why - Poem by Buxton Shippy
Forlorn without knowing why
He paces the floors erect
Hoping to find ease
In the shadows of blistered years
If only her fragrance lingers
Betwixt dawn and noon
He would cry:
'Hail! hail! love of my life
Where are the memories
Of our daily couplings?
I have need to remember
Even the contours of blissful unions
Now that winter begins'.
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