Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Lover's Bloom

To what can I, your beauty compare
For even if it be my duty, do I dare
Talk of dawn's glory and it's riotous rays
And give verse to each color, a word to each shade...

Morrow's dawn shall be beauty begun
And my rhyme would be spent, with not a letter
to spare...

And yet, I paint my words anew
To cup a facet, to draught a hue
For 'tis true, I am a lover contraire
I brought home the prize, 'fore leaving to the fair

Of all things beautiful, and worth a seaman's song
I liken you to a flower, o'er the bed of night
For even as you sleep does your beauty come awake
Like the colors of dusk over a mountain lake

Snowlike petals taste moonshine's kiss
And the fragrance scents the quiet
A drop of the nighttime's drink lingers
On your lips like the dew of the morn

Forever is it's beauty, not a fleeting dream
Though this night be it's first and last
For it wears such white, it colours the night
With hope of a golden dawn

So too are you eternally
beautiful to mine eyes
Though time may carve new facets
And life, new masks apply