How does love, thy love, find thee,
immortal song of love begun.
Carried aloft, thine thought’s breeze,
my streaming lark of lovely words
winging through the setting sun.
And, if as then, I see thee still
in dancing play to thine, so dear
hearts to meet… by touch of hand
but briefly, in fate’s twirling trance
eyes burning souls, to be so near.
Together then, they dance and twirl,
a touch will not sustain.
Until thy lips are pressed in whirling
drink, the love that lives within
that changes both, in joy and pain.
And sunsets find a better way
to each, they are as one
And both, together… find the day
that lives in hearts, rejoiced.. re-sung
that time will not, shall not.. delay.
And then, when morrow’s mourning gaze
will call thee to its sorrow
they laughed, as though for pity’s sake
they looked into the setting sun. Thy borrowed
Love… from lark on high, albeit, for thine love’s own sake.
Together, still thy silent stars
the deepest blue she finds his eyes
And looking, still, in ocean’s green
with mist, he sees the loving mark
that God created with her cries
Like wind that blows a whirl of leaves
thy words are lifted to the moon
that sheds it's life on lover’s dreams
both combining now as one
such lovely dreams, that wake too soon.
Immortal song of love begun
carried aloft on thought’s breeze
a streaming lark of lovely words
winging through the setting sun
to gently fall on distant seas
.
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Author notes
Please forgive the "high English," this is a personal note that I am unafraid to publish... for trista.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is a brilliant poem.
I loved it.
Not much into that type of english but you made me like it.
Great job.
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this was just amazingly beautiful
your words captured me
your images were wonderful full of colour and life
this was just
beauty to the eyes
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Beautiful! Visual and peaceful...nice to just linger here and be lost in these beautiful words!
Blessings~
Az
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a beautiful poem
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A beautiful poem,
for a beautiful lady.
I find this to be a perfect piece of art.
manyblessings2u & yours always
Joyce
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Love for some time Bob has been burning within your heart for lovely Trista. I have known it,the gentleman adoring,but waiting for this time to be proper in your delivery of such feelings in your "high English" words of love,that will respond the fair maiden to your words,sent forth on the wind and read by her. Her heart understands and knows.She is not unaware of common loves you share, and in this thy lady fair,she shall respond, and all the hopes of new tomorrows,will put behind the cries and sorrow, and true happiness will come, and soon..Be at peace for true love will have its' way...and love and peace are for you both and we who love you both look forward for those tomorrows....For are not two better than one tis said...Together, go into the future our blessing,and joy always be ahead.......(I love your verse, your words..the old English appealing in such a romantic poem)!
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Bob...
This is beautifully polished.
I love the additions you've made...and just when I didn't think it could get any better. 
Much love,
~J. -
Last night that I really like. I like your stanza...great poem.
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There is nothing to forgive. Its not an easy undertaking to write 16th century english and keep a Shakespearean feel to it. A beautiful poem beautifully crafted by an obviously beautiful heart to a beautiful soul. (say that three times fast) But you know, if you're up for the challenge I do believe you might enjoy writing in 13th century english. Its more prose than poetry. But quite exciting none the less.
~Michelle~
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Very Excellent
Even the most well crafted words today
struggel to exceed the arcaic words of the past
I love old english
This is a tender verse, for a precious lovely woman
Rick
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Bob...
Wow...Just...WOW.
Love,
~J.
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