Bound for your distant home br you were leaving alien lands. br In an hour as sad as I’ve known br I wept over your hands. br My hands were numb and cold, br still trying to restrain br you, whom my hurt told br never to end this pain. br br But you snatched your lips away br from our bitterest kiss. br You invoked another place br than the dismal exile of this. br You said, ‘When we meet again, br in the shadow of olive-trees, br we shall kiss, in a love without pain, br under cloudless infinities.’ br br But there, alas, where the sky br shines with blue radiance, br where olive-tree shadows lie br on the waters glittering dance, br your beauty, your suffering, br are lost in eternity. br But the sweet kiss of our meeting ...... br I wait for it: you owe it me .......