You Come Too

 Stumbled upon from this page.



Again  &  again
the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers
face  to  face  with the sky

Here  I  love  you.

In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.

Tomorrow  we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips

like a  kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a  true love.

Then I see you,
Standing under a spire of pale blue larkspur,
With a basket of roses on your arm.

You are cool, like silver,
And you smile.
The Canterbury bells are playing little tunes

Under the summer roses

When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,

Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,

And asks you

Beautiful, unanswerable  questions .

The moon turns its  clockwork dream.

The biggest stars look at me with your  eyes .

And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

In that book which is my  memory

On the first page
That is the  Chapter when
I first met you

Appear the words :

Here begins a new life.

Understand, I’ll slip quietly

away  from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways

through the pale twilit  meadows,

with only this one dream :

You come too.