Love Me Dear Peotess Poem by vittal vandavasu

Dear poetess, if you were to say I love you
I would write a million odes to you
But I would even if you didn't, but I'd rue
I would love off course with love returned so few

Can we meet beneath the oak trees?
Under blue skies and neatly spread grass
With the fragrant, soothing breeze
I would hold your hand and give love to you my lass

You write with such passion
But we are mad to this world
I see, towards me you have compassion
We impart truth in every word

I love you,
For you are beautiful,
In poetry so bountiful
And contaminated so few

So would you love a mad man?
Or laugh along with everyone
Oh! but you are a poetess, I'm your fan
Come let us from everyone run