A Golden Day

I Found you and I lost you,
All on a gleaming day.
The day was filled with sunshine,
And the land was full of May.

A golden bird was singing
Its melody divine,
I found you and I loved you,
And all the world was mine.

I ...

"Love is as much of an object as an obsession, everybody wants it, everybody seeks it, but few ever achieve it, those who do will cherish it, be lost in it, and among all, never... never forget it."

- Curtis Judalet

The poet is Yeats: the dream is my open heart:

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-ligh...

Remember when we made love over the lunch hour, shared a pear? You ate a bran muffin. It was nearly three when we talked on the phone and neither of us had eaten lunch. Remember when I said, “I think you need to eat”? You said, “Your kiss. No need...

It is true, when we first met, I said I didn’t care about Irene. But I am inexperienced with affairs, my lover. I was relieved when you said you would not see her anymore. I could let go and have.

But honesty does not have its price. It has it...