Remembrance of my love, come back to me, <br />Enfold me in your transient embrace, <br />Patient of disillusion I will be <br />Again a visionary of her face. <br />Light me her eyes and fill her shining hair <br />With sweet pervasion of the scented South; <br />Recall the momentary glimpses where <br />Pitiful shadows played about her mouth. <br />O these beguiling fancies! This desire <br />That feeds on no fulfilment! Get you hence, <br />Imperfect amorist, whose kindling fire <br />Flickers, deludes and fades in impotence! <br />And this despairing ban shall still remain <br />Sternly enforced—until you come again.<br /><br />Richard Elwes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembrance-of-my-love/
