do you know what it means—

do you know what it means—
to love like its law on you,
like the weight of world rests
by the beat of your hearts:

you give without a call
and so receive without delay;

the sweetest consolation
meets most promised eyes

and no loss is ever known
of their light like white fire.

come here, again, give in—
this is all you ever call to
and will live for just to die by
but find heaven once again.

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