Wherein doth lie 'neath silken sheets
a hopeful promise dreamt
Faithful trust encourage thee
to lover's tears preempt
"Nay, be thou not of weakened heart
nor any doubting thought
Stave off thy most assured fears
and be thou not distraught!"
No cup afore hath overrun
with pureness from this spring
Thy waters which envelope me
allow my soul to sing
Mentations flowing current strong
ere morrow will disclose
Thine unmatched beauty's strength betwixt
ethereal repose
Not long until thy stirring sounds
call to my waiting ears
And lying down inside thine arms
protected from the years
My lips will give the slightest smile
drunken by thee like wine
My pain, my joy, and all I am
what once was mine now thine
Marcia,
ReplyDeleteA most romantic and evocative poem.
An excellent piece of writing.
Eileen
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