The Passage We Did Not Take

Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage which we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose-garden.
--T.S. Eliot

I loved you
--Alexander Pushkin

I loved you, and I probably still do,
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain -
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again

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And as the lights go dim
I lie down with him
And as I'm lying there
I can only smell your hair

Comments

[Sherry]

well I guess I can call off the search dogs now ;) I have truly missed you and I hope this means you're coming back more regularly. I get rather lost without my bff ya know?

Love the poem it's beautiful.

[Kevin]

It's tough finding time to blog when there are so many other demands on your time. I enjoy it, so I should devote more effort to it.

Glad you liked the poem. Pushkin would be happy, too, I'm certain.

[Sherry]

As long as demands doesn't mean football ;)

[Valerie]

I've missed you, too, my friend. Happy New Year!