Lucky me, for I have you
What I need more? Thy
Beauty is not that of dew
Which fades with dawn at sky
The puissant eyes thou own
Have mastery to faint whole
And thy very dulcet tone
Can touch the untouched soul
The Divine was cruel peradventure
For He seized thee from me
Though I've got no quencher
But own an infinite sea
Now, I've got the precious key
That thy memories are worth thee.
for I have you What I need more? puissant eyes Can touch the untouched soul You siezed her from me. You are sooo cruel o God I have her memories to hug. Wonderful poem of love. You express your pain and disappointment and sense of loss very well dear poet. Write, imagine, write and publish more love poems. God bless u for that. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God does not like separation between two lovers. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
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