...well, what little street cred I had is gonna be GONE after tonight.... this little box just keeps popping out classics... I remember this one so well... She was a beauty, by the way... and, no, I never even spoke to her...

Sudden Light

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

You have been mine before,--
How long ago I may not know:
But just when at that swallow's soar
Your neck turn'd so,
Some veil did fall,--I knew it all of yore.

Has this been thus before?
And shall not thus time's eddying flight
Still with our lives our love restore
In death's despite,
And day and night yield one delight once more?

Dante Gabriel Rossetti

by Eric on April 04, 2004 | Comments(2) | SWG Stories

Comments so far:

I like this one.

posted by: drc on April 7, 2004 01:09 AM

thanks, DRC, it is one of my favorites too...

posted by: Eric on April 7, 2004 09:34 AM