His arm is twined right round the boy, holding him safe and keeping him warm. Who is that, riding so late through the night and the wind? It is a father with his child. My heart is heavy, I've lost my peace of mind. if only I could take him in my arms and hold him and kiss him as I long t o, and die in kissing him if only I could kiss him as I long to, and die in kissing him, die in kissing him! His proud gait, his noble bearing, the smile on his mouth, the power in his eyes, and the flow of magic in his speech, the warm clasp of his hand, and oh, his kiss! When I look out of the window it's only to look for him, when I go out of the house it's only to go to him. M y poor brain is crazed, my thoughts are splintered to pieces. Wit hout him, everywhere is a grave, my whole world tastes sour. My heart is heavy, I've lost my peace of mind and I'll never find it again, never. Previously unpublished © the estate of eric sams
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