V. MOON-GLOW

I wonder if, dim centuries ago,

We watched the moon together, on some night

When stars hung very near, and softly bright?

I wonder if my tired head drooped low

Against your breast? And if you seemed to know

( As you know now ) the dreams that, like a light,

Shone in my soul? For, dear, it seems so right —

So very right that you should hold me so!

Here, in the moonlight, there is nothing new,

The very arms that crush me to your heart,

Seem almost like a memory, a part

Of some vague yesterday that has come true —

I feel tonight as if I, dear, might start

A journey back, across the years, with you!