Parted.

My spirit holds you, Dear,     Though worlds away," -     This to their absent ones     Many can say.     "Thoughts, fancies, hopes, desires,     All must be yours;     Sweetest my memories still     Of our past hours."     I can say more than this     Now, lover mine, -     Here can I feel your kiss     Warmer than wine,     Feel your arms folding me,     Know that quick breath     That aye my soul would stir     Even in death.     'Tis not a memory, Love,     Thoughts of the past,     Fleeting remembrances     Which may not last, -     But, as I shut my eyes     Know I the sign     That you are here, yourself,     Bodily, mine. -     So, Love, I cannot say     "My spirit flies     Over the widening space,     Under dull skies,     To where your spirit is," -     Though I may know     Seas part us, earth divides,     It is not so     Here to me, now, for you     Lean on my heart.     Who says that you and I     Ever can part? -