MISSING YOU

What greater misery can one man bear?

To be deprived of your society -

When banquets fit for kings cannot compare

To feasting on your perfect symmetry.

For you disprove the fallacy of lore,

That beauty lies no deeper than the skin;

Your glory emanates through every pore

From tender depths and recesses within.

Yet in your presence, doubtless overwrought

With fervency, I’d foolishly revere

Your pulchritude without considered thought;

How fortunate, therefore, that you’re not here.

And if my eyes were permanently sealed,

In no way would your beauty be concealed.