William Butler Yeats was an Irish poet and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature.
I have spread my dreams under your feet.
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
U R my moon ‘Secret Sharer.’
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon
The pool, the not fit for purpose outfit, the thrill & the excitement. Then, then came the pain, the god awful pain and desperation… my empire of hurt; it cuts way way beyond the bone.
A mermaid found a swimming lad,
Picked him up for her own,
Pressed her body to his body,
Laughed; and plunging down
Forgot in cruel happiness
That even lovers drown.