Love Sonnet Xlix

In me there is a vast and lonely place, Where none, not even you, have walked in sight. A wide, still vale of solitude and light, Where Silence echoes into ebbing space. And there I creep at times and hide my face, While in myself I fathom wrong and right, And all the timeless ages of the night That sacred silence of my soul I pace. And when from there I come to you, love-swift, My mouth hot-edged with kisses fresh as wine, Often I find your longings all asleep And unresponsive from my grasp you drift. Ah, Love, you, too, seek solitude like mine, And soul from soul the secret seems to keep.