Until that time when love descends; won’t beam myself
in the light agin darkness. So worn out from hearing web
of lies; they feel truth is something that can be harnessed.
“I envy people who know what’s love. They have one who
takes them as they are. Lo! blind are fools who know not
eyes; some wear their smiles like crude disguise.”
His eyelids droop and head fell low. “You may as well learn
things from me; for love has plunged me deep in woe. Lo!
certain signs among us show; a faithful friend or flattering
foe.” In the land of mist and silver snow; her lips had life’s
most prosperous blow. “Seems love looks not with eyes but
mind; I’ll take your offer sweet and kind.”
She liked his smile and way he dressed;
“My dear Rosalind, surely you jest!”
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For my prompt “Sûrement vous plaisantez – Surely you jest” tomorrow at
at 8:00 am EDT.
Posted for poems written on Prompt Nights
and Posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub