The brimming sky adores the land,
The blooming land the sky,
Whose rains caress the happy land
Which flowers with a sigh.
The rivers that collect the rain
Seek out the lovely sea,
To meld into it once again
And gurgle happily.
The ocean wraps the world around,
Its waters join the air,
Which rains its love upon the ground
That lays its bosom bare.
The world is moved with love and bliss,
The earth and sea and sky;
They seek each other’s happy kiss,
Why not you and I?
Nothing alone can be complete,
And love alone must die!
So why not live and love, my sweet?
Why not you and I?
I seem to remember comparing one of your other poems to Housman, but this one certainly reminds me of Housman, and like Housman's work there is a melancholy behind the seemingly gentle rhythms.
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