Whilst thou love me?

Whilst thou love me?

A Poem by Deborah Shepard

Whilst thou love me?
I feel thine lips to mine
Canst he see my warm sunset? gazing my eyes to his castle near
My fairies love, many secrets he shall  never know
Rose to thine lips, I shall not speak of them 
Nectar sweet,  bleed to thy red rose
Hath my truest love come to me?
I beckon his door, nay he calls no more
Soft glimpse shall I see his eyes
Smiling in terrace  rains pons' kiss
Twilight cries I feel his warmest embrace
Aspired kisses forever, prelim to untouched lips
My longing desires, flamed in his pleasures in life
I am but the silhouettes to his life
He cannot see the love I shower and keep hidden
Scarlet, he calls me in nigh
While in light of day she steals my heart, whilst thou love me apart?
I shall wither my life, molds to captive sword
Roses will bloom in the a place far away in fairys lore
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 




 

© 2008 Deborah Shepard


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Deborah Shepard
Deborah Shepard

yelm, WA



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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Deborah Shepard is a published author, poet and writer whose poems tell a story of dreams we have and the beauty of traveling in them to give us belief, hope, and life. Deborah s.. more..

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