A moon upon a moonlit sea <br />To me thou art; <br />And every shining part <br />Of heaven belong to thee; <br />And in my deepest dreams <br />Those little timid beams <br />Come down to me. <br /> <br />Art as a faintly perfumed flower <br />In perfumed glades; <br />And in the sombre shades <br />At every falling shower <br />Of rain, or shroud of dew, <br />Each broken, blistered willow knew <br />A fragrant power. <br /> <br />And yet thou art a woman too <br />No less then these; <br />Thou art by lands and seas <br />A woman that I knew. <br />And I would know the more; <br />But now the lovely shore <br />Is lost to view.<br /><br />Leon Gellert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-598/
