Tryst

I

Midnight comes, keeping
A two unsleeping.
Darkness gravely covers
Two laughing lovers.

II

Grey light slowly
Enters dimly stealing
Into their dazed holy
Hush — revealing
Drowsily their sea-deep.
Above them thunder
The waves of day
Muffled and far away.
To them, their sleep
Is only deep-sea wonder.

III

Down their coral caves
Hearing distant waves,
Light they think they know
As a thing of long-ago;
Day itself can seem
But a paler dream.
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