To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
�T is true the drought is destitute,
But then I had the dew!

The Caspian has its realms of sand,
Its other realm of sea,
Without the sterile perquisite
No Caspian could be.

--- A recital from my favorite poet.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Phaestian, in the year 284 AF.