Apr 23, 2007 02:24
[Again and again, however we know the landscape of love]
Rainer Maria Rilke
Again and again, however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others
fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.
Tomorrow will be full of discussion, awkward pauses, and [hopefully] the exchanging of numbers.