I have learned today that an old lover has died. Ours was no fling; no transient indulgence with exoticism or the hollow exuberance of youth. Those things may have presided at our introduction, but only her unalloyed simplicity, quality and authenticity could have provided (and did) the evergreen attraction and mutual enrichment that drew us together time and time again.
There was no thought of marriage, for we related on only one dimension. Yet within that dimension we enjoyed a reverberating, elemental, effortless bliss which remained unaltered and undiminished through the swirl of youthful decades. Bonds such as these can fly above chasms of ennui and whirlwinds of personal life, succumbing only and at last to time itself. And finally, today, our clock has stopped.
Ti Couz was always loyal to her nature, so I was always loyal to her. And I remain so now in memory alone.
Ti Couz Creperie
3108 16th St, San Francisco, CA 94103