…although I’ve worked on it, and thought it over for so long, the Xerex series without weeping. I had been engaged in some tagging entries. I decided to tag the series in such a way that it can be called up solely with one link.
Still, it is impossible for me to detach myself fully from these six sonnets. They, the story of the myriad ways in which I’ve longed for my dearest love, are in every way inexorably entwined.
Once, upon a time there existed the possibility, perhaps the certainty, wherein the pages of one’s diary would be stained with tears; however these tears now fall upon one’s keyboard at best, and do not leave a visible mark upon one’s words.
You kept faith for so long, my dear. I am honored by your words.
I would enjoy reading others’ writings on similar subjects if you come across them.
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