Again in conversations Speaking of fear
And throwing off reserve
The voice is nearer
But no clearer
Than first love
Than boys’ imaginations.
For every news
Means pairing off in twos and twos Another I, another You
Each knowing what to do
But of no use.
Never stronger But younger and younger
Saying good-bye but coming back, for fear Is over there
And the centre of anger
Is out of danger.
