A day between two nights

I do not complain
Of the time before my life
Or the time beyond
Or, when I sleep
Worry that I am not there
Or that I will not wake
For though there was an instant of my waking
There is none of my falling asleep
A time of death
But who can say
The moment I really became me!
What more
Burning kisses
Is falling in love
Like waking in this world
Or drifting away
In the next?