Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
1914 V. The Soldier
Thank You Star for this fine poem.
The More I Am Away from You
The more I am away from you,
The more I want you here.
The more I do without your love,
The more I want you near.
I know that it makes little sense
To want what's not around,
But there's just one true love for me
And that's the one I've found.
We've gone through all the weather maps,
The sunshine and the rain,
But I would take a sea of storms
To be with you again.
Copyright: Nicholas Gordon