Saturday, August 28, 2010

Another letter to my darling poet

Dearest Oscar Wilde,

I love you. Love you as I have ever loved a girl or boy. I love you. Here I stand here now, thinking. For today I am sad, and so I call to you. I am lost and alone and afraid and not sure what to do. The words you my write me may make me sleep safely for a night....

When you die, did you think, that you too, had to dawn a suit of grey? And did you have to swing?

1 comment:

  1. Oscar Wilde is arguably one of the best poets there was! Nice words to pay homage to him.

    Have a lovely weekend!

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