The Secret Splendour

Between Us Two

O I would give myself to you

But for a tiny thing, my dear:

There hangs the sea of a strange tear

Between us two.

If some earth-bright less crumbles down,

You'll stand in a brief while

 Within its gap; but can your smile

Feed the blind hunger for the Unknown?

The name of God, no more a name,

Sat, a heaven-taste, upon my lip—

 Vainly unto your kiss I came

For that wine's sip.

Salt are my eyes because your sweet

 Face cannot fill this homeless heart:

My hands are lovers, yet we part,

Since there's a pilgrim in my feet.

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