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The Lovers

See how in their veins all becomes spirit:
into each other they mature and grow.
Like axles, their forms tremblingly orbit,
round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow.
Thirsters, and they receive drink,
watchers, and they see: they receive sight.
Let them into one another sink
so as to endure each other outright.

Rilke--Summer, 1908