When Thy Hand Touches Mine, Through All The Mesh Of Intricate And Interlaced Veins Shoot Swift Delights That Border On Keen Pains: Flesh Thrills To Thrilling Flesh. When In Thine Eager Eyes I Look To Find A Comrade To My Thought, Thy Ready Brain Delves Down And Makes Its Inmost Meaning Plain: Mind Answers Unto Mind. When Hands And Eyes Are Hid By Seas That Roll Wide Wastes Between Us, Still So Near Thou Art I Count The Very Pulses Of Thy Heart: Soul Speaketh Unto Soul. So Every Law, Or Human Or Divine, In Heart And Brain And Spirit Makes Thee Mine.