Love Sonnet 59: 'these Banks Have Raised The Lotus I Admired, ' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

These banks had raised the lotus I admired,
While landward grow more flowers, riverine,
And beauties of which hunters once aspired,
Those nymphs their hearts had fancied to enshrine;
The river flows like love in rendezvous
With Fate that caps its presaged course downstream,
This bloom had but oblivion to pursue,
If left to lie like an abandoned dream;
But mark, my lotus, this will never be,
Though tide may rise and ebb the way it goes,
For soon our hearts will fit an argosy,
To sail the seas to any port we chose;
...We will discover joys to claim our own,
...In shores that only love has ever known.