to Gilbert

love poetry inspired by Keats and also Anne, obv.

If we could live

Just you and me

Within an ancient cedar tree

That smelled like tea

And like the rain

Like summer, when it comes again—

Do you think that we would love

The sun much better, up above?

Or taste the sky upon the brink

To heaven an eternal link?

Or could you laugh down here with me

As we lie in grass and deer roam free

And would we chase the fireflies

To catch their globes in starry eyes?

And what of stars? Would we see them too?

If you loved me and I loved you?

Could the moon shine brighter for us both

If ‘neath it now we pledged our troth?

Perhaps it’s best all left unsaid

We’re loved so fully when unwed

By He whom nature’s mirroring

The one who made the birds to sing.

The one who made the trees to speak

The one who made the mice to squeak!

But even still, He made us two,

Made me for Him and me for you.

Made you for me and you for Him—

Our cups are filled up to the brim.

For when the age has ceased to run

And when the dark has come undone

We’ll live for Him in light most true

And you’ll love me, and I’ll love you.