I'm only a bystander, I once inhabited you. Now you are about to leave, first having made me weak and ill, so as to force me to want to be rid of you. Well, we were once good lovers and took care of one another. I gave you ecstasy, you returned it doubly. All right, you are tired, I too am tired because of you. Let's call it a day. It was good knowing you. Remember me in your grave, I will remember you in these lines. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RECESSIONAL (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HARVEST MOON: 1914 by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 115 by ALFRED TENNYSON SPANISH WINGS: SENOR by H. BABCOCK TO A FRIEND ON HER BIRTH-DAY by BERNARD BARTON A BERKSHIRE HOLIDAY by CLIFFORD BAX |