If the moon began to waltz
Or the sun did somersaults
Do you think I'd care
Or stop and stare
I couldn't be annoyed
Marlene Dietrich
Blonde Venus (1932)
We are bare. We are stripped to the bone and we swim in tandem and go up and up the river, the identical river called Mine and we enter together.
No one's alone.
Anne Sexton
from Love Poems;
Eighteen Days Without You