The Nether Millstone

Turn! Just turn upon me. Just revolve, soften all the hard grains between us; and like a sugar grinder scatter all the fine flour of the ear on my shoulders, on the shoulders of open fortune. Just stay and be joined with all your body, with all my body; and the scent of fresh bread, look, how it travels from inside our stones into the village air; from the body of two stones two bodies that never from now on will be parted and softly softly they grind the hard grains lovingly between them...