No.588
24th August 2004
I sometimes remember a previous life
When the gods smiled on me and made you my wife
Now the gods in return for my previous bliss
Have taken revenge and reduced me to this

A man who could dream though his dreams came to naught
Weaving desperate words as he eagerly sought
To capture the love of the girl of his dreams
Who wanted no part in his poetic schemes

So I bid you farewell and with no backwards glance
Fade gently away from this mad romance
And I pray to the gods that when I return
We'll meet yet again and my love you'll not spurn