My love as yet
Is but so simple
Understandeth not
But she ways of beloved
Proud am I and she my love
Hold me dear like a child sweet
To the natures beauties
We shall visit together
For tonight be
The moon of my love
Of the fourteenth night
For I shall gaze
In the deep night
For the sweetness of your love
To shower on me
15/10/2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another great write........