Friday, 10 August 2012

My lover's love

Somebody please tell this soul with sorrow laden

If tonight the angels will come with a sainted name Amáre

Desolate in despair, 

The night gone to its Jupiter’s shore

Me begun bequeathed without my lover’s love

Undanced to the window drawing the silky curtain

Eyes fainting fast from want for my lover’s love

Perched upon the sill of once to see the sunrise set

Now deep into the darkness peering 

Fearing to doubt that my lovers love may no more returning


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