song number four
knowing that a face to face in a somber and clear light
two hearts give their own images back
and these rest beyond their nights
and calm and cautious in toward the moon on the water's brink
and through those crowded streets and boats by the water's side
and all the roses flame their sicknesses beneath the stone streets and rivers wide
oh come, oh come, she said, when the moon and waters break
when he met her face to face in a clear and somber night
when two hearts give their own images back and these rest beyond their nights
oh come, oh come, she said, when the moon and waters break
and through those crowded streets and boats by the water's side
