Love Songs(25)

After Love

    There is no magic any more, We meet as other people do, You work no miracle for me Nor I for you.

    You were the wind and I the sea —— There is no splendor any more, I have grown listless as the pool Beside the shore.

    But though the pool is safe from storm And from the tide has found surcease, It grows more bitter than the sea, For all its peace.