How joyful to be together, alone
as when we first were joined
in our little house by the stream
long ago, except that now we know

each other, as we did not then

and now instead of two stories fumbling
to meet, we belong to one story
that the two, joining, made. And now

we touch each other with the tenderness
of mortals, who know themselves;
how joyful to feel the heart quake

at the sight of you
old friend in the morning light,
beautiful in your night robe!

What do you guys think?