An Ode To Her
When can I call you my love?
Or should I let thousand summers and winters pass?
Embracing my loneness in a sad warm thought
Perhaps this punishment has gone on too long.
Should I let you go?
So my heart may be broken a thousand pieces
Do not worry my love,
Such is the punishment wicked love bestows
Would you love me?
Even though your heart is occupied.
Lest I would carelessly crave you in madness
Such mindless heart in love
Permit me, oh my sweetest love
Let me praise your wonderful qualities
To whom you stole my heart in darkness and in light
Laughing your way into my life
Take this little poem,
As a token of what I feel for you
Cherish it as you would your blanket
On a cold chilly night.
poem by Samuel Donkor
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