Apprehensive - about never meeting again
Once having parted, with me
Left, overnight
For its sorrowful worldview
A rainstorm's fright.
As what doomed, hysterically
Shaky, sobbing wet
Sunned peace of it; this my face;
And your fair garden.
A-twirl as twere. Each cheek then.
May-drooped. Each budlet. *
* bloom of the hawthorn
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