Love Sonnet 59 These banks nurtured the lotus I admire,
These banks of nurtured lotus I admire,
As farther landward, flowers riverine,
Beauties by which hunters of yore aspire,
Of nymphs, their hearts had fancied to enshrine;
Its river flows like love in rendezvous,
With Fate that caps its presaged course downstreams,
The blooms have but oblivion to pursue,
Once left to lie among abandoned dreams;
But mark, my lotus, this could never be,
Though tide may rise and ebb the way it goes,
For soon our hearts will fit an argosy,
To sail the seas to any port we chose;
…..We will discover joys to claim our own,
….In shores that only love has ever known.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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