En Eros Viviras

This represents a new periodization scheme in my life. After her, no longer would I think of my life in terms of "after my divorce." I will ever envy the power she had (has?) over me. Before her, I had reveled in the idea that romance, infatuation, and, indeed, love were constructs of the mind, a self imposed conniption to enthrall oneself into thinking life was more meaningful than it actually was. And then she came into my life: January 23, 2006 1:06 am - I was never the same....For KRS

Little is known of the awe of that day.

To be, to laugh, to talk, to see.

In minutes a lifetime preserved; in a lifetime minutes relived.

To be, to laugh, to talk, to see.

And you, yes! delightful-silly you, dancing through the dusk. Light shining, you eluded grey clouds and kept the sun afloat.

To be, to laugh, to talk, to see.

Alas, I could be me in the newness of it. I looked, I hoped, I thought, I fought- all wrapped up and caught.

To be, to laugh, to talk, to see.

Still little is known of the awe of that day

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I thought I saw you in the sway of the trees.

Your lovely form it took when it danced in the wind and caused within me a sigh

A sigh like you used to.

And there in the sharpest break of green and blue and in the softest hiss of its song

I knew you once again

And I was happy