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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.

72. Affinity

YOU and I have found the secret way,

None can bar our love or say us nay:

All the world may stare and never know

You and I are twined together so.

You and I for all his vaunted width

Know the giant Space is but a myth;

Over miles and miles of pure deceit

You and I have found our lips can meet.

You and I have laughed the leagues apart

In the soft delight of heart to heart.

If there’s a gulf to meet or limit set,

You and I have never found it yet.

You and I have trod the backward way

To the happy heart of yesterday,

To the love we felt in ages past.

You and I have found it still to last.

You and I have found the joy had birth

In the angel childhood of the earth,

Hid within the heart of man and maid.

You and I of Time are not afraid.

You and I can mock his fabled wing,

For a kiss is an immortal thing.

And the throb wherein those old lips met

Is a living music in us yet.