From Songs of Youth (1998)
Missing you, you are here. Your voice is in the willowtop. Soon I will taste your lush embrace and kiss your sunny cheek again. How sweet to drink of you beyond the span of waiting here! Like the sunlight streaming, I will come for you. Like the moonlight beaming, I will search for you. Held in dizzy dreaming, I will run to you by standing still. Many waters cannot quench love. Your voice is in the willowtop that weeps to call me home.
Composed March 19, 1996, 4:15 pm, and March 20, 1996, 10:37 am by Mark Feezell / DrFeezell.com
Included in Feezell’s poetry collection Songs of Youth (1998) and song cycle Songs of Youth (1998) at 6. Apart
Dedicated to the Public Domain (CC0 1.0) 2024.
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poetry, Songs of Youth (1998)
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