and i will love you in our smallest time,
and i will love you in long and ruined age
and i will love you in our union suff’ring
and i will love you in our happy fire
and i will love you as you scatter smiles
and i will love you as it dilutes into days,
and i will love you as you’re purelong kindness
and i will love you once you’re nothing else
and i will love you as your voice in mine can harmonise,
and i will love you as our grafted thoughts can kiss,
and i will love you as you answer silence
and i will love you when in me i find you
and as two slips of wind
threaten the shore on a late autumn day,
one will gently ripple after the other,
remembering the rapture, what perfect order,
once
it walked inside