WE HAVE loved each other in this time twenty years <br />And with such love as few men have in them even for <br />One or for the marriage month or the hearing of <br />Three nights' carts in the street but it will leave them: <br />We have been lovers the twentieth year now: <br />Our bed has been made in many houses and evenings: <br />The apple-tree moves at the window in this house: <br />There were palms rattled the night through in one: <br />In one there were red tiles and the sea's hours: <br />We have made our bed in the changes of many months and the <br />Light of the day is still overlong in the windows <br />Till night shall bring us the lamp and one another: <br />Those that have seen her have no thought what she is: <br />Her face is clear in the sun as a palmful of water: <br />Only by night and in love are the dark winds on it.... <br />I wrote this poem that day when I thought <br />Since we have loved we two so long together <br />Shall we have done together all love gone? <br />Or how then will it change with us when the breath <br />Is no more able for such joy and the blood is <br />Thin in the throat and the time not come for death?<br /><br />Archibald MacLeish<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unfinished-history-2/
