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 (3)

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! ;)