Letter 11: Tell Me Where

Tell me where all songs are sung,
all winters—gone, and prizes—won,
Where springs are sprung;
Is it a place where she’s not there?!
Just tell me where,
& I’ll seek her…

Tell me where all Loves are sprout,
Where exiled doubt
won’t find a route
to creep again within or without;
Is it a place where she’s not there?!
Just tell me where,
& I’ll stay with her…

Tell me where she’ll be around;
That beauty crowned—so sweet and sound,
I’d embrace her though she’s unbound
into that place where she is there.
Tell me where,
& I’ll embrace her there…

Tell me where my home, my bliss,
My Love, she is,
My Own, My Miss,
I’ll seek her in each heaven or abyss;
Just tell me where,
& I’ll fall in Love, in to her there…

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