Dear M

Whispers of fallen light

shroud your soft complexion

and plain, it must have shown, 

my unmistakable affection,

for on catching sight, 

of a countenance enraptured,

your attention had been captured—

you queried the sweetest words,

as a summer breeze in late September.


"How long, my love, whilst thou remember"

And, to which, I'll always say,

"in perpetuum et unum diem—

forever and one day."

  • Author: benevolentbluebabe (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 28th, 2020 10:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Being in love is a wondrous thing...
  • Category: Love
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  • orchidee

    Bit of French there at the end?! lol. Ohh, I dunno, I was no good at languages. heehee.

    • benevolentbluebabe

      Latin! Tho there are certainly some derivatives there, as French is a romance language : )

    • MissileOfUncertainty

      Omg this is literally so beautiful and I want to cry. You have AMAZING flow! I’m gonna favorite this so I can always look back on it. 🤭🥰

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