Classic Poem

Oh I am young with wonder once again
As in the early days of my desire
When love stood tip-toe in my heart afire,
And aching in me was an old, old pain.
And once again the banners are unfurled;
Beauty flows by me, lyric with allure;
And once again I hunger and am poor
While all around me booms the scarlet world.

But you are gone, my beautiful and true!
And I stand glamor-haunted on the street
Thirsting once more a fatal face to greet,
Another perilous phantom, strange and new,
That shall beguile me where the lights still loom
Into the eddies of life's passionate doom.