All My Love to Oscar Wilde

My dear Oscar Wilde, I am attached to the beauties of your Irish soul, and I know I cling to certain memories of sadness when I read you. What of the things Art can create from sadness? You should know better than anybody. What can the world impose on beautiful, strong loving spirits like yours? Destruction. And what does the world get in return? A monument. Greatness in art. The beauty you create from sadness. The translation of your heartbeats forever holding on to those you touch. Forever holding on to me, Oscar. Forever Holding on To me. (Paola Ranova,November 30th, 2000 a.D.)

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