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...A CHRISTMAS CAROL, SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL by ROBERT HERRICK THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 69. AUTUMN IDLENESS by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE WOODSPURGE by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI LILIES: 21. ART NEEDS THEE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |