A slash of blue
Asphalt/colorless
Again the cry that
But she is/a stranger yet
By the time you read this
Coming late, as always
Darling,
Dear
Dear/I could/send you
Dear/I would/have liked
Dear friend/I regret to inform you
For love we all go
I'll send my/own two answers
Many times loneliness
No words/ripple like
Oh,
The things of which we want
The proof of those we knew before
There is another loneliness
We meet no stranger, but our self
We had not expected it
When I hoped/I feared/When I feared/I dared—
Where we/owe but/a little
You must let me/go first