Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 34,696 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Thou Art Fair - Poem by Is It Poetry

Behold, thou art fair, my lover as the doves
beheld, art thou so fair, amongst the fair.

Green, yellow gold the shadow hast doves' fairest eyes.
Behold, thou I, apart trees fair, my beloved,
sea, and even more thine sinks in pleasant dreams:

From our bed of sand, 'drinks well.


You the rose from yonders hidden vale,
and the lily of the valleys, 'pleasant smile.

As the lily lays amongst the sharpest thorns,
so is my love of yours this by, your only daughter.

As the apple in the tree hangs down yet nigh.
Amongst the leaves, the heart, the tender wood.
So to is my beloved amongst, all sons.
From thine, ours comes but once, our only daughter.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011


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