Martin King


Madame De La Lumiére Lune - Poem by Martin King

My heart is lost, I lost it to
Madame de la lumiére lune,
She stole it ‘neath of yonder Yew,
My heart is lost, I lost it to
The Lady and to bone and thew
I pray that She returns here soon,
My heart is lost, I lost it to
Madame de la lumiére lune.

Form: Triolet


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, March 31, 2014


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