Spell Bound. for MY Lady Irene

extended sonnet

Spell bound.

 

Thou hast bewitched, ensorcelled me.

Thine eyes curtail my liberty

I am become thine to command.

I do not truly understand

The power thou hast over me

And yet I serve thee happily

Reduced to abject slavery

I have no choice but obey thee

No maid that I have ever known

But thou and thou alone has shown

The power that some maids possess

To grant or withhold happiness.

Love is the only spell she cast.

Love is enough to hold me fast

So I surrender willingly

To serve for love.No slavery.

 

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

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Reviews

[Myenigma]

good poem, love does feel like a spell, 'surrender willingly...no slavery' :)

[J Todd Underhill]

Quite a moving love poem, and confession of love... My question is doth she know she has ensnared your heart so? Have you shown her this write? if No on either account then you should let he know.