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The Oyster and the Pearl
We met on a December night in Nineteen Eighty-two. Since then I always saw a light when I would look at you. You seemed so happy just to see me any day or night. Your eyes lit up! What could it be? I trembled in your sight. I’d never known another girl who made me feel that way. You were much like a precious pearl and thus, the oyster’s prey. Then I, the oyster, swallowed you and took your world away. Yet my world seemed so fresh and new, you only wished to stay. You had such energy and strength, you caught me in your spell. I struggled not, and then at length had you bewitched as well. We learned together, you and I, for worldly I was not. We found where earthly pleasures lie; our passions grew red hot. Together we were flames of fire, apart, just cubes of ice. This chemistry did so inspire that it became our vice. We thought of ourselves – nothing more. The world was ours alone. But, from these thoughts you’d soon implore, “What is there left unknown?” I’d taken your most youthful years; I stole them with a kiss. Your soul now cried out through the tears, “I must know what I’ve missed!” I knew then what I had to do - I had to set you free, And hope that when your search was through, you’d come back home to me. I opened up the oyster shell to free my little pearl, And sent you forth, and wished you well – my precious, sweet dream girl. That was the last I saw of you. I heard you met someone Who opened feelings that were new. You now could seek the sun. I heard he made you feel that life was worth its weight in gold. So you became his happy wife; with him you would grow old. As I sit here tired and bereft, I wonder, “Can it be, That I gave you a wondrous gift by just setting you free?”
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