Days of 1903
I never found them again -all lost so quickly...
the poetic eyes, the pale face...
in the darkening street...
I didn't find them any more -mine entirely by chance,
and so easily given up,
then longed for so painfully.
The poetic eyes, the pale face,
those lips -I didn't find them any more.
Constantine P. Cavafy
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