I Have Forgotten Your Love, Yet I

Two Things Make A Story. The Net And The Air That Falls Through The Net.

Love Is Brief: Forgetting Lasts So Long.

Like A Jar You Housed The Infinite Tenderness, And The Infinite Oblivion Shattered You Like A Jar.

Absence Is A House So Vast That Inside You Will Pass Through Its Walls And Hang Pictures On The Air.

I Have Forgotten Your Love, Yet I Seem To Glimpse You In Every Window.