Brian Routh's poem is a love song in which the speaker celebrates a closeness so complete it feels bigger than ordinary life. The repeated line "This is us" works like a refrain, as if the speaker keeps pausing to marvel that this happiness is real. Yes, truly it is.
The images keep growing. The couple are first like bells whose sound lingers, then giants with their heads in the clouds, with hearts that roar like thunder and eyes like moons. Love, the speaker says, has made them larger. Then the poem comes back down to earth with quieter pleasures: talking all night, listening to birdsong at dawn, bathing and playing like children.
The speaker feels wonder, gratitude and playful joy. The mood is warm, tender and openly romantic, ending with the two flowing into each other like wine, a picture of complete union.