...lovers alone wear sunlight.

it may not always be so; and I say

that if your lips,which I have loved, should

touch another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch

his heart, as mine in time not far away;

if on another's face your sweet hair lay

in such a silence as I know, or such

great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,

stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

if this should be, i say if this should be-

you of my heart, send me a little word;

that I may go unto him, and take his hands,

saying, Accept all happiness from me.

Then shall I turn my face, and hear one bird

sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

unlove's the heavenless hell and homeless home

...lovers alone wear sunlight.