I both love and dread br My Sixty-something life, br Which is sometimes br A measured treasure, br But always a br Well-learned repetition. br Calling to me from br An exotic dream. br br A well-remembered love life, br One which is an ancient dream... br Lived in countless lives, br Long past, br Gleaned from all br My Long-ago memories. br br For love has turned out br To be a four-letter puzzle, br With weary repetition br And well-learned trivial words. br However, words, br And Empty memories, br Don't keep me warm at night.