Fay Slimm.

For Thine

 

 

 

For Thine.

 

Dearest, my Knight,
lovelorn and ageing thy Lady\'s heart        
in dire isolation awaits the one
who holds it in thrall.

Undeclared, pledge of thy
care remains stonily silent in coldness
of granite which surrounds me 
each tiresome morn.

Send thou by return a message
explaining thine irksome lateness 
or swooning I mayest regret
thy part in facing delay.

Write thee a notion of love forthwith.   

Keep not I prithee 
more heartache at bay else

all my past favours wilt wither

and die so do thou make thee

a ready reply.

 

Signed with mine own

cold weeping of loneliness

and writ for thine eyes only.