Kevin Michael Bloor

True Love Tears

You fed me with your true love tears
and held me down the dreamless years,
when I was haunted day and night
by sleeplessness, that prayerless plight.

You kissed me with your lips so chaste;
though for so long we'd not embraced,
or wept or laughed or played the fool
or broke your father’s iron rule.

You gave to me your gentle hand,
and walked with me across the sand,
where I did promenade with pride;
my queen of beauty by my side.

You stayed with me till twilight faded
and shadowed silhouettes invaded
this life, to touch with true love tears
our seamless, sacred, stolen years.

Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful emotive write Kevin.

    Andy



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