Dear heart that beats next to my own,
Whose pulse I feel when all alone;
Where in the silence of the night
Do your eyes glow with hidden light?
Where among the moon’s gentle tears
Does your own weeping fill the ears
Of the uncaring winds above
Who cry but know not pain or love?
O where are you that I might know
Where my poor entreaties go?
I ask you as though I ask the sea:
Why do you hide yourself from me?
I tell you as though I tell the sky:
No one loves you more than I!
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