Quadrimestre

Another partially Latin and Italian poem after four months with my girlfriend.

Quadrimestre

Four months today, four months have past,
and I do implore, for evermore,
for our love to cease nevermore,
and our bounds never to sever nor,
for our days to have seen their last,

or cast,

aside, away from my gaze, away from my stare,
you are il mio amore, my amare,
only my imagination holds what's in store,

your love,
your passion,
your venomous allure,

this venom I taste, this venom I feel,
courses through my veins so surreal,

as if biting my soul, simply taking control-

As a star would fall,
would be worse than all,
to never once more see your face,

-a dimissione peius quam sepulchrum-

immortal I'll make you,
hence death never take you,
requiescat en pace deaths embrace

- silentio mortis vadosum pneuma cum breue meum-

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And with a passing month,
My love only grows,
As a rose in bloom,
Red as blood doth flow,
Estranged from this world's doom,


Mea amare immota
Eosdem in lapis
Ante sed numquam plus solus
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Oculos

I've seen them in amber,
I've seen them I green,
from a loving glow,
to a spurning unseen,
a tearfalls drop to a rainfalls pour,
relinquished from these eyes I do adore,
I would catch them my hand, dry be your face,
wrench all of your sorrows, of whom I'd erase,
your burden I'd borrow, and with me you'd follow,
for every tomorrow, bereave your tears hollow,

- una caduta lacrima gocce, ad un piogge versare, placare il tuo dolore, ti amer�™ per sempre -

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Phantasms aside, your face pristine,
Erudite your mind though unseen,
Requited my love from your very kiss,
For none you are is ever amiss,
Escape from gloom, whence
Clouds did loom,
There shrouded presence
Intertwined with doom,
Overcast my mind, before your touch,
Near death of mind, until found my crutch,
Entangled in your arms, until my last day,
Mio amore Lauren, questo è il nostro quadrimestre

Quadrimestre
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