Love's Longing
Josephine Lang
My first thought,
My last thought,
Beloved, is of you!
When I awaken,
When I fall into slumber,
I think of you.
When I have barely left you,
I yearningly desire
To return to you anew;
I count the hours
With burning longing
To see you again.
My soul is impelled toward
Your happy presence;
I hurry to you.
When I have found you
I am filled with bliss,
In heaven already here on earth!