My love is infected with wild desire
To gather you and hold you in my arms
With a new song I hope to inspire
And serenade your heart to my sweet charms.
Any doctor will agree with such action
A prescription most suited to my needs
To dwell within your heart for just a fraction
Would be a starting point to sow my seeds.
But would loves labours last the test of time
Or would your sweet heart grow cold with languor
Where times ancient clock softly fails to chime
And where my love will find no safe harbour.
Is it therefore better to love and lose?
To love or not to love, I will have to choose.
hmmm, a very nice ending...... If i may ask, What inspired this?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love this one David. What part of Wales are you from? Are you acquainted with Sonja Benskin Mesher?