Love Scorned Poem by Kathryn Tyler King

What is it I've done to make you so cold
When I want only to be close by?
I've told you I love you is that too old
to enrichen your day as it just flies?

What is it I've done that hastens your leave
as I speak to you nearly clinging too close?
You've told me you care and want to achieve
what is dear to your heart which you chose.

Beloved, my eyes are moistened red from tears
that I've shed just waiting for you here.
If you want me and need me with no fears
I pray you come quickly at my side be near.

What is it my love that I've sensed in the air?
Could it be another that has stolen your heart?
If there be someone else, pray love I care
yet jealousy could never make me tart.

What is it I've done to make you so cold?
Was it some words I said, a not, or a wink?
Whatever is keeping our love from being bold
I pray you would hasten and repair the link.

What is it my love that I've done wrong
to spoil what is beautifully and reverently ours?
Can't God give to us a much richer song
that will blend our lives and give us power?

What is it I feel in my heart so real?
I yearn for your presence each second.
As I long for your touch and a chance to steal
a kiss from those lips which do bond.

I love you my strong and mighty prince.
for you came to me once in a dream
as a girl I did favor them, but since,
you came into my life now redeemed.

What is it I've done to deserve such remorse?
You may think I am joking, but oh no.
There is emptiness, loneliness, tears of course
because you are gone for awhile and I'm low.

What is it that gives me such feelings of joy?
Only you could fit such a wonderful bill.
Don't you know that I love you? Don't be coy
for I know that I've told you I do still.