12.20.07
Poem VII: What Holly Brightweed Would Have Said to Justin
Posted in Holly Brightweed, Poems tagged Love, Love Poetry, Love Stories, Love Story, Poetry, Romance, Romantic Poetry, Stories, Story, Writers, Writing at 9:37 pm by AR
Love me, lad.
I dare not ask thee,
Would not task thee,
Yet I’m sad
Not to hear thee
Or be near thee;
Love me, lad.
Love me, lad -
Yet don’t fear me;
If you’re weary
Go, be glad,
Live without me.
Lie about thee,
I won’t, lad.
Nothing, lad,
Is what you owe me.
Proud to know thee,
To have had
some moments with thee
Bright, kind, witty,
Dearest lad!
But if, lad,
You’ve just not thought thee
To have sought me,
I’m mute, lad,
Yet I plead thee
Somewhat speed thee,
Do not bleed me.
I do need thee -
Love me, lad.