Come like so, turn thee tender to warmth and tears to vintage
Bare view to rare views
But evidently there lies one view, a point center’d in reason
Fearing more distant terrors, becoming more of the frightened
Today we may fear the snake, tomorrow the lord, next, foreverness
As part we are of courses in the obstacles of affinity
I see truly, the sun
Truly, my beloved
Truly, the matters of wound’d time
Truly, the ultra-touch
Truly, the hyperlove
Come like so I say, as thou art comely and manner’d
I too shall come like so to match thy beauty and elegance
I too shall come, truly...with warts and perfections