Oh, feed me with your true love tears
and hold me down the dreamless years,
where twilight haunts both day and night
and sleeplessness is prayerless plight
Oh, kiss me with your lips so chaste,
It’s been so long since we embraced,
or wept or laughed or played the fool
or broke your father’s iron rule.
Oh, lend to me your gentle hand,
so we may stroll across the sand,
where I will promenade with pride,
my queen of beauty by my side.
Oh, stay with me till twilight fade
and shadowed silhouettes invade
this life, to touch with true love tears
our sacred, salvaged, stolen years.
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 30th, 2018 05:47
- Comment from author about the poem: for Lorraine
- Category: Love
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Comments1
May your joined souls go on to infinity.
Thank you Goldfinch, appreciate that.
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