Chapter 428 of 435 · 58 words · ~1 min read

II.

It seemed not much to ask--"as _I_ of _you_?" We all do ask the same; no eyelids cover Within the meekest eyes that question over: And little in the world the Loving do But sit (among the rocks?) and listen for The echo of their own love evermore-- "Do you think of me as I think of you?"