By Night

This is where it all began.
Now I have come to see
our long-ago shadows
pass along the late street

catching the drops from the fountains,
the glow of the fires,
the wind and the birds before
the coming of the day.

I watch us part
at dawn, swaying with tiredness,
stooped with pleasure
and sleeplessness. And embraces.

And dreaming.

I leave with each of us
and shiver at so many
bygone years.