Is She Found?

Elsa Gidlow

    
		Yesterday we walked apart
		Separate and cold and mortal.
		Now the sacred kiss has joined us,
		Now we stand inside the portal 
		That permits of no returning
		And my heart is burning, burning. 
		I know not what the word may be,
		Or what the charm, or what the token
		That has filled us with this glory,
		But never let the spell be broken; 
		Let it stay a mystery
		For all times to be. 
		Yesterday, with lighter joys
		We wantoned at the outer portal.
		Now, with love's old alchemy
		We have made ourselves immortal.