By Kirk, Blender-Keeper Date: 29 November 1998
all those times when you seemed ready to give it one more try- | (you appearing at my window) | |
those times now past; prelude. prelude to the separate contentments we now savor. | (trust, affection, lust, kindness, romance) | |
still, there is something sad in not having to try again. | (the loss of loss) |