On Love

August 14, 2010
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One glance, one word, his russet eyes
Set my heart a-drumming.
Love promised me, Love promised me
My heart he’d soon be strumming.

He did not come at morning,
Nor the rushing noon.
But when Passion caught me late last night,
It was far too soon.

“Why? Why? Why?”
Sighed the everlasting Night,
“For if your Love were true,
He would surely come at noon.”

“Hark! Hark! Hark!”
Cried the contemplative Dark,
“For if appeared Adoring,
It would be in the morning.”

My eyes were cleared with daybreak’s blush;
I saw not real Love at all.
It was I who chose the coming,
His gorgeous eyes my call.

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Camii said...
Apr. 1, 2011 at 9:57 pm
really good! i liked the rhyme scene and what it said:)
HaleyDRog. said...
Apr. 1, 2011 at 9:32 pm
Wow, this was great! I really liked the ryhme scheme and the words you used. I liked the overall message of the poem too! Keep up the great work!
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