Were you to cross the world, my dear,
To work or love or fight,
I could be calm and wistful here,
And close my eyes at night.

It were a sweet and gallant pain
To be a sea apart;
But, oh, to have you down the lane
Is bitter to my heart.

by Dorothy Parker

Comments (4)

It's hard to put words to how deeply sad this feels.
So creatively written and with a lot of classy style, so smooth.
very nice..that how dream is always better than reality
I love this one! it really has a lot of meaning to it! ;)