Apollonius Dionysius

There was a maiden that strayed among the corn, and sighed; then grew a new birth, a narcissus, and therein she forgot her sighing and her loneliness.

Even instantly rode Hades heavily upon her, and ravished her away.

Everyone has had their say.

And I am yet speechless.

And every time I groped for the words,
they caught in my throat
like broken glass.

And though, my love, every waking moment
I see you from the corner of my eye
hear your footfall on every floor

I do not see you in my dreams.
Only the empty, lonely house and us
your empty, lonely lovers
who toil and weep and pick and sift
and sort you into piles.

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I love you.