Long Ago
I-d like to speak of this memory...
but it-s so faded now...as though nothing is left-
because it was so long ago, in my early adolescent years.
A skin as though of jasmines...
that August evening- was it August?-
I can still just recall the eyes: blue, I think they were...
Ah yes, blue: a sapphire blue.
Constantine P. Cavafy
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