Entre Nous

I talk with you of foolish things and wise,
    Of persons, places, books, desires and aims, 
Yet all our words a silence underlies,
    An earnest, vivid thought that neither names.

Ah! what to us where foolish talk or wise?
    Were persons, places, books, desires or aims, 
Without the deeper sense that underlies, 
    The sweet encircling thought that neither names? 

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