The star that severed us I rapt

The star that severed us I rapt.

The parting long and desolate.

I count days and hours since

When I fly up to reach my dreams.

I long to hear your footfall:

You walk to me down the hall.

I long to see the heaven’s gifts:

Your grace, your shoulders, your lips.

Then I shall touch your gentle arm,

Your tender eyes will me disarm.

For such longed hour’s sake

I may all world and life forsake.