I’ll nearer learn nor bear the endless parting..?
Like atoms let our souls collide!
Such lust, and passions do us still; imparting,
Open your heart let whirlwinds decide!
Let fateful orbits together leave departing...
Let our minds and worlds fax-simulate!
Loves eternal divine—be ours to stimulate.
I’ll nearer learn nor bear the emptiness of days
Of time or daily chores, moreover, sadness-
Shall shiver within each morning dews gaze
The age old bitter salt tears of badness,
Bitter the winds that tarry carry me too you;
If I a season more than you—miss my cue.
