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To that heart, dearer to this heart than self,

these words I write, in moments that are day's softest;

telling her of my hope, 'though dreamt in stealth,

& how I long to whisper "j'Aime!", "Dearest!"





    There is a hollow 'tween my shoulder & my throat

    where her imprint belongs & softly falls.

    There is a hollow also in my heart

    where she has been--& IS!--where mem'ry calls!





I cannot always GO where this heart leads!

I cannot always BE the one I should;

but if my dream gains all for which it pleads

then we'll grow together, although apart: even this is good!





    There is a Love which lives, 'though Time may die;

    and reasons are which make Old Time FLY!!