The Lovers

By Rainer Maria Rilke

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 see: they receive sight. 
Let them into one another sink
so as to endure each other outright.



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