Further Poems of Emily Dickinson/Forever at his side to walk
FOREVER at his side to walkThe smaller of the two,Brain of his brain,Blood of his blood,Two lives, one Being, now.
Forever of his fate to taste,If grief the largest part,If joy, to put my piece awayFor that belovéd heart.
All life to know each other—Whom we can never learn,And by and by a changeCalled "Heaven"—
Rapt neighborhood of menJust finding out whatPuzzled usWithout the lexicon!