And of course I cried
As I watched him go away.
	Europe must have cried 
For Europe had no more say
When America left her.

	No other woman
Came between us. It seemed that
When I would lock the gleaming
	Door against his weight,
It was the water in which

	I showered that inter-
Vened. And the water that slopped
From the system he was meant
To have lagged. I overslept
	That winter morning.

	And had cause, I say,
For crying, when I walloped
Through the flooding house and saw
	Him go. As Europe
Watched America, I watched.

	Now my dreams are filled
With reconciliations.
	Dreams I never willed,
Who have chosen the Ocean,
The Gulf Stream warming my heart.