I have loved thee longer than thou dost know
Slept in thy caressing comfort and care
Touched thy smooth skin warm aglow,
Oh hair like sweet summer air!
Yet thou know-est not I breathe
And I know-est not who thou art
Thou must soon intercede
And draw all venom from this heart
Oh come thou lady of the night
And kiss away each fret of pain!
Ease my nervous, clear my sight
Draw it from the deepest vein
Oh thou angel from God’s great bliss!
I know thy sweet and honeyed taste
Yet, I know not how I resist
Come now with all great haste!
Thou art the night’s joyful sprite,
The reason I would sooner strive to sleep
And ne’er long for the morning’s light
As pain passes from each vein deep.
Yet, thou make the merry morn!
Thy smile and comfort beam
Brighter than some sun forlorn
In its darkened, blackened scream.
Yea, it contends with thy radiance
And pours forth its pompous light
But it ne’er shall touch thy brilliance
Thou angel of day and night!
Let woods and hills hide our flight
Let the larks all play their part
Yet none shall rival thy delight
None dare oppose thy art.
S.S.Bartlett,( Sri Lanka)