LOVE IS MUCH NEARER.
What are you, love? Are you a wink that takes
the heart to distant space where the stars live,
or that sweet smile which sails with us so far
and hard to reach like that most distant star?

What are you, love? Are you a magic wand,
that substitutes a man into a dove?
Are you like ****** snow that blinds the eyes,
or what can rob the mind of its sharp will?

Are you so far or are you more than near
and live in those red lips and eyes so dear?
Aren't you in those soft hands whose touch conveys
a nice electric wave that stirs the heart?

You are so near and in those words appear,
but she can't say, and so her cheeks you sear,
and print a potent word on that fond heart
of that young man who feels the same appeal.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH,
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