Oh beloved, <br /> have you washed yourself of me? <br />And if so, how then to know <br /> if these longings must abide in dream only? <br />This external world, <br /> fleshy mountains of waste <br />Could never know the glimmering caverns <br /> of beauty sublime <br />Of two souls who, for a time <br /> were mirrors- <br />The fascination of a child <br /> looking into a pool at the ocean's tides <br />Of pure feeling- this is gone. <br />With your seeming light withdrawn, <br />I shall keep mine aglow <br />for ever <br /> against my ardent heart's window.<br /><br />Katrina Harms<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/upon-having-not-received-a-letter/
