(A Lost-Love poem about a girl I was in love with but never told some 40 years ago.  She left England to teach in China and is one of my true regrets)

You’re leaving for China tomorrow

A prospect I’m facing with dread

This scene will be such “sweet sorrow”

So much that I’ve left unsaid.

I’ve never told you I loved you

A cruel opportunity missed

It’s something belated I must do

And likewise we never have kissed.

My heart is so full it’s brimming

With love for you, Carolina,

So I’ll kiss your new beginnings

I want to kiss you for China.

Yes, I want to kiss you for China

And touch with these soft fingertips

Please let me kiss you for China

Tasting at last your moist lips.