Side by side through the streets at midnight, Roaming together, Through the tumultuous night of London, In the miraculous April weather. Roaming together under the gaslight, Day's work over, How the Spring calls to us, here in the city, Calls to the heart from the heart of a lover! Cool the wind blows, fresh in our faces, Cleansing, entrancing, After the heat and the fumes and the footlights, Where you dance and I watch your dancing. Good it is to be here together, Good to be roaming, Even in London, even at midnight, Lover-like in a lover's gloaming. You the dancer and I the dreamer, Children together, Wandering lost in the night of London, In the miraculous April weather. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING'S NEBRASKA by KAREN SWENSON AN EXPOSTULATION by ISAAC BICKERSTAFFE THE TEST by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE DEVIL'S DICTIONARY, SELECTION by AMBROSE BIERCE A REED by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |