Oh, A Maid Of Mine Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Oh, a maid of mine, where are you going?
Stay and hear! I am your true-love in fire glowing
let me whisper in your ear, I can sing tunes high and low;
Wander no further from me, my lush voluptuous pretty sweeting,
A Journey is the end in lovers' meeting
Every wise man this truth does know.

What is lasting love? This is not what comes hereafter;
Present mirth has an instant glee and laughter;
And what is to come is still mystery, surprise and unsure:
A delayed love may be stale and empty; in hesitations there lies no plenty
Then come kiss me, one long passionate sweet and another short twenty,
Youth has this stuff of eagerness that will not endure.


There is no long enduring, nurturing, fostering love
Either one separates from partner or God takes what is ours from above

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