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O lady, when the tipped cup of the moon blessed you
You became soft fire with a cloud’s grace;
The difficult stars swam for eyes in your face;
You stood, and your shadow was my place:
You turned, your shadow turned to ice
    O my lady

 

O lady, when the sea caressed you
You were a marble of foam, but dumb.
When will the stone open its tomb?
When will the waves give over their foam?
You will not dienor come home,
    O my lady.

 

O lady, when the wind kissed you
You made him music for you were a shaped shell.
follow the waters and the wind still
Since my heart heard it and all to pieces fell
Which your lovers stole, meaning ill,
    O my lady.

 

O lady, consider when I shall have lost you
The moon’s full handsscattering waste,
The sea’s handsdark from the world’s breast,
The world’s decay where the wind’s hands have passed,
And my head, worn out with love, at rest
In my hands, and my hands full of dust,
    O my lady.

— Selected Poems, 1957 – 1967

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Listen Loretta, this ain’t no Disney movie with lightning bugs drawing hearts on hot August nights and frogs lining up on logs to sing lullabies of love in your ears. You ain’t no princess and I’m sure the hell no prince. This is life – real life! We’ll work hard all day, we’ll fight, we’ll argue. But under it all we’ll love. Not for one or two hours of animation, but twenty-four hours of real 3D honest-to-goodness life. I can’t say what’s coming up in the script, no one can, but I promise I’ll be there with you even when the credits roll and the last frame comes up saying “THE END”. Be my leading Lady. Marry me Loretta.


— Author unknown

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