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They loved each other, but
Would admit to the other they could:
As enemies, they saw each other,
And almost died of their love.
In the end they parted and
Saw each other sometimes in dreams:
It was long ago they had died,
But they scarcely knew it, it seems.
Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine (13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856) was a German poet, writer and literary critic. He is best known outside Germany for his ear
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