Your words dropped into my heart like pebbles into a pool, <br />Rippling around my breast and leaving it melting cool. <br /> <br />Your kisses fell sharp on my flesh like dawn-dews from the limb, <br />Of a fruit-filled lemon tree when the day is young and dim. <br /> <br />But a silence vasty-deep, oh deeper than all these ties <br />Now, through the menacing miles, brooding between us lies. <br /> <br />And more than the songs I sing, I await your written word, <br />To stir my fluent blood as never your presence stirred.<br /><br />Claude McKay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absence-2/
