now that,more nearest even than your fate
and mine(or any truth beyond perceive)
quivers this miracle of summer night
her trillion secrets touchably alive
—while and all mysteries which i or you
(blinded by merely things believable)
could only fancy we should never know
are unimaginably ours to feel—
how should some world(we marvel)doubt,for just
sweet terrifying the particular
moment it takes one very falling most
(there:did you see it?)star to disappear,
that hugest whole creation may be less
incalculable than a single kiss