POEM: LOVE LETTER

Daylight unto me breaks in your form,
eternal bloom of your beauty withers not by storm,
but stays in winter and in summer blossom,
when your being shall be cast in bronze to dust were from,
that beauty, that art defies the preying eyes of earth's worm.

An oasis of virtual bliss you are,
pelting i with raining smiles from far,
and when i be less and you more love' scale set us par,
times fly and seconds past, you mend what age seeks mar.
I herald the creak sound of your new bed brand,
alas, to lengths of oaks i am bound,
time's gone, even when dusk dents dawn's day,
silver to your hair, bronze to my arms and gold were you lay,
and that virginity vain and void of valour,
where-from no soldiers bred to bear our love's amour,
now i, you and our love set beneath earth,
still no soldiers bred as witness to that deflowered wreath.


By:
Beryl Nazz Adonai