Time And Again - Poem by Andrew Kennedy
Time and again, however well we know the landscape of love.
The little church-yard with lamenting names,
and the frightfully silent ravine wherein all the others end.
Time and again we go out as two,
lie down again and again between the flowers, face to face with the sky.
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