Statement Before the World Expands

if i have seemed lately to turn from you 
and mail my mind beyond our common rooms 
as if the calm intelligence your eyes 
offer to share were not sufficient plea 
that you should hear confession of all dooms 
i fear, and share each joy that touches me, 
and wander in the maze my thoughts devise 
when they to god for revelation sue 
it’s not because i don’t know that you’re here; 
i’m just remembering one June fifteenth, 
we knelt and crossed an altar with our hands 
and swore we’d make our love outlast the sun 
and now you’re eight months pregnant and we pray
good temper will help us survive the day.