the wrong man (who) gave her the right feelings #2
Philip Larkin
Why did I dream of you last night?
Why did I dream of you last night?
Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light
Memories strike home, like slaps in the face;
Raised on elbow, I stare at the pale fog
beyond the window.
So many things I had thought forgotten
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
- Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
Who left the house so many years ago.
Philip Larkin
Why did I dream of you last night?
posted by saturnine | 01:54 |
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