POEM: O How Anxious (Mozart)

Ablaze,

To see only more,

How anxious,

How ardent glad reunion!

Erased by strident separation.

While I waver

While I quake and favor these

Sea swells that rise

To  halt the burst

Of fresh ocean foam.

Or sea green eyes.

In a whisper,

all fire is her sigh.

Cheeks aglow,

You deceive me so,

O tangy, trembling dream.