Love Lessens [suite]

Fond Farewell

What you do and how you fare
I neither want to know nor care.
And if our paths should ever cross
I'll ask you how you've borne the loss.

But what, dismayed, I hear you say
Of old times, and 'friends, come what may' ?
Best be off into the yonder
If absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Doubting Passion

Time was when I loved not,
And loving not knew nought of love.
Then came a time when love I found,
Or was it love that found me out?

In time I learned that love burned hot,
In hellfire forged, not heaven above.
In time love cooled. I turned around,
And found that love can't conquer doubt.

Love, Unequally

The light of love no longer shines
But blazes forth. My head opines
It soon must burst the close confines
Of my poor heart - while hers declines.

I love her more. She loves me less.
Cursed be the day when I did press
My lips to hers and first confess
To feelings of such tenderness.

Now, if her vows once seemed sincere,
Her heart to throb when I drew near,
And if my presence seemed to cheer
Her then, no more! She holds me 'dear'.