YOU, a poem

IF you no more should love me?—you?
     It takes my breath, a thought so strange
As that aught earthly could your spirit woo
                    To change!
Remote from doubt, I dwell secure
     In faith all minor faiths above,
So do I trust, so live, in your
     Incomparable love!

I laugh for joy to think how much
     A question would your nature wrong,
Whom Heaven created, with a noble touch,
                    So strong!
Nay; doubt, for me, new born were over.
     You will remain unchanged and true—
Not, not that I am I, my lover,
     But just that you are you!

"You" by Florence Earle Coates. Published in The Athenaeum (1915) and Poems (1916) Volume II.