He’s here; he was real
But the distance isn’t soft
And fogs had to kneel
In mine and in his; the places will be rift

He’s here; he was real
I could hear him laugh; could even see him smile
But the mile was so far and the view they conceal
From my pale pavement to his palace’s aisle.

He’s here; he was real
I might have held him just right now
Then we’ll be singing in a vow
But the thieves were in places; I would have known now how to feel.

He’s here; he was real
But I doubt he would have known me
For my place is far altered
From his all-known near kingdom they called love.