I.
We’ve already met forever, my darling;
As strangers this feels so close to us,
That our loves
So compress
Into relief now
This very center we share, binding us
To humanity, and our fresh hearts feathered
Foregoes conclusion—will we
speak, or, of each sameness, see
each same again? Will our words,
our treasures? our affection-ornaments,
branches entwine
again. Remember
me, my dearest,
remember me.
We’ve met so many times—so many times
We’ve never met. It would be said. And
I cherish you, over and over
A thousand and seven oceans
We drink, to us, looped together.
A theater lobby’s that almost familiar place, clair de lune
In your vaunted dreamy impressions, where scintillate
Abrupt secrets, blue-bright: there, we visit upon us.
I cherish you, my dear,
I cherish you, cherish you.
II.
The ceiling drips upwards, my mermaid
Is yours truly and your graceful elbow, too
Ionian stammers into casualness;
The aquatic vestibule we shine like gems
When mystery’s boots get ready to hike,
Like you and me, it’ll be alright—
We’ve taken us slow, for you’re wise.