The Poem Of Love

i Miss You pt.5

I miss you though

I have you here beside me.

Blood can flow before the wound appears.

Imagination, painful now, will guide me

Through the coming hard and lonely years.

I find it hard to face our separation,

Feeling in advance the wrenching pain,

Imagining the years of desolation

Until we are together once again.

Yet that same imaginary power

Will bring to us beforehand all the joy

That, dreamed of in some isolated hour,

Our sad and lonely weariness will buoy.

Thus though I suffer more

while you are near,

I'll suffer less when you're no longer here.