Since I have loved you
Every man I pass
Goes by me with some hint of you:
Some windy grace
Of your swift movement through the crowd;
Some similarity of up-flung brow
That lifts me with the thrill of mountains;
Some glance of eyes, like yours,
That whisper phraseless things…
Since I have loved you
Every man I pass
Goes by me with some hint of you…
Since I have loved you
Are you all men?
And has love made
All men
You?