See how in their veins all becomes spirit: <br />into each other they mature and grow. <br />Like axles, their forms tremblingly orbit, <br />round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow. <br />Thirsters, and they receive drink, <br />watchers, and see: they receive sight. <br />Let them into one another sink <br />so as to endure each other outright.<br /><br />Rainer Maria Rilke<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lovers/
