Thursday, November 27, 2003

My pupil doesn't want my pearls of wisdom because my place is "too far". Oh well. I might tutor my neighbours then. Or i could do something about my sats.

Beloved-
Be my secret.
Be my song.
Be my distraction.
Be everything and nothing to me,
Both essential and discarded,
Both wanted and worn out,
Be every grace and every gratitude;
By the moon,
Be my companion,
But disappear afterwards and never need me.
Be nothing more than this
Because although we are faultless,
Binded, yet we are
Broken when we are one.
Be no more closer than a world apart,
Bottomless as the ages run, and
By and by, let us
Be forgotten.


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