THOSE WHO LOVE LIKE ME.
Those who love like me,
When their meeting ends
Friends can hardly be,
But less or more than friends!
With common words, and smiles,
We cannot meet, and part,
For something will prevent—
Something in the heart!
The thought of other days,
The dream of other years;
With other words, and smiles,
And other sighs and tears!
For all who love like me,
When their parting ends,
Friends must never be,
But more or less than friends!