where is my lover now–
thus and trammelled thus like me
tangled in maze and winding labyrinth of thought
only the elastic string of thought
to retract us safely home?
probing final shades
in the vacant gloom of unproved muse
up branching ways distinguished in the dark
by faint-lit gleams of trembling reason
we climb by starts and lengths
as each new truth unveils.
in dream among these treadless paths
i find my lover on a random height
and dance like starlight on the hills
our love upon the night.