Where Has She Gone?
by Robert Louis Arehart
Where the sweet maiden of courting?
Where the wild firebird of youth?
Vanished and flown - as a wild dove.
Far gone, alas, and forsooth!
Where the great ache and the longing?
Fulfilled... but too swiftly forgot.
And now in its stead- the celibate's bed,
while the fever burns slowly... but hot.