come in
i've been expecting you
there's a knock
on the door and
Love walks through
he lights the fire
he smiles a smile
as though Love
were going to stay a while
and the fire breathes
and weaves its spell
but then Love runs out
of lies to tell
for Love is restless
Love's a flirt
Love has places to go
and people to hurt
so here's the shovel
to smother the flame
tomorrow you'll barely
remember my name
and I'll try to forget you
my dearest one
as a prisoner tries
to forget the sun
for life holds no purpose,
Love holds no charms
since I beheld you
in another's arms.....

by paul valery
translated by c day lewis
from TILL THERE WAS YOU