MY HEART STOOD EMPTY

My heart stood empty and bare,

So I hung it with thoughts of a woman.

The remembered ways of this woman

Hung sweet in my heart.

So I followed where thought should lead,

And it led to her feet.

But the mouth of this woman was pain,

And the love of this woman, regret;

And now only the thought

Of all those remembered thoughts

Of remembered ways,

Is shut in my heart!