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...LOVE BEING ALL ONE by ROBERT FROST TO THE MEMORY OF INEZ MILHOLLAND by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPRING DAY: NIGHT AND SLEEP by AMY LOWELL SURFACES AND MASKS; 30 by CLARENCE MAJOR LANCELOT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE DEATH OF A PHOTOGRAPHER by KAREN SWENSON OWEN SEAMAN; ESTABLISHES ENTENE CORDIALE IN MANNER GUY WETMORE CARRYL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER |