Sonnet 93 – Banked

Place your hand upon my chest and feel the
heart that pulsed and prayed for you. Though it beats
now no less strong, it does so more for me,
sustaining passion banked for future needs,

against the coming days of loneliness.
Look into my eyes and you will still find
there my love for you, though it’s burning now
less urgently and grows more cool than kind.

In you I found sweet springtime in the heart
of autumn. Now, with true spring approaching,
I find my leaves have turned. We live apart
and I have grown cold, anticipating

my personal winter. Not even one
day passes when I do not seek the sun.