You are my love, my only love:
                            So near to me and distant yet.
                            Your fair skin shames the snow-white dove,
                            I loathe the days before we met.
                            Your eyes are stormy weather hued,
                            Your lips full red, at love's first kiss
                            Do smile at your lover True;
                            A smile that is ne'er amiss.
                            The seasons change as time moves on,
                            And you stay faithful by her side.
                            In my mind I feel your embrace,
                            But that is to myself a lie.
                               You took my heart, O one and only,
                               Is that why now I feel so lonely?

©1999 K.J. Parlee


Lovers by Christine Keim