Paul Verlaine. (№ 325615)

Two months is already a long two weeks
More! One of the things that torments us hitherto,
To be away - alas! - geocisa of the troubles!
We write every day, write us back...
We recreate the memory of his movement,
The sound of the voice, facial features and expressions
And mentally lead the conversation for two...
But the letters, but dreams... are not approved by them.
As heart aspired, dal stays dal,
She was pale, and gives a vague sadness.