Classic Poem

Last night you stirred in your sleep as the night went through
And I knew you were thinking far off, invisible things,
And my heart cried out with the ache of its love for you
Till I longed to be free of its spell and the pain that it brings.

There came to me, out of the night, the hum of the city street,
The honking of horns and the rattle of passing cars,
And ever the sound of restless and hurrying feet;
But my heart was alone and crying under the stars.

My heart was alone, though you that I love the best
Crept into my arms, and your slumber grew peaceful again;
You smiled in your sleep, and your head drooped over my breast,
But I lay awake; and my heart was heavy with pain.