There is no reason for you to leave,
I’m not angry anymore,
Sit down quietly for tea.
I rashly spoke unkind words
In a lonely moment of jealousy,
And I hurt you,
But we can overcome unfortunate difficulties
With prayers and apologies.
Lovely One, let me massage your shoulders
And comb your hair in the gentle night.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-gentle-night/
