Second ode

Second ode

In the dark drift of night
           you are there beside me :
we have survived the many
           moon-marked phases of our love

and many a sober truth
           has been told
many a subtle confidence
           exchanged

Not a single day
           can be detained
much less a year
           and we who have risen up

from the soil are bound
           by its inexorable rule
and yet we lie together
           adrift in the dark night

substantial in our affections
           a love deeper than the silence
of winter roses and of a beauty
           more enduring

John Lyons

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