Here you will find the Poem Far Off of poet Constantine P Cavafy
I should like to relate this memory ... but it is so faded now ... scarecely anthing is left -- because it lies far off, in the years of my early manhood. A skin as if made of jasmine ... that night in August -- was it August? -- that night ... I can just barely remember the eyes; they were, I think, blue ... Ah yes, blue; a sapphire blue.