Love Unfulfilled
Your eyes beneath the arches of dark brows
were ebony with splashes cinnamon.
One penetrating gaze from you would rouse
a craving that became too strong to shun.
Love unfulfilled, into my dreams you crept,
and your voice, edged with velvet, called to me.
From the fortress tower where I was kept
I’d watch you drawing near. . . my fantasy!
The pathway that you took to me in dreams
was not so filled with thorns as was our fate.
For I would not surrender to your schemes
(though next to you my heart would palpitate!)
You left; I knew you would, and tears like rain
I’ve spilled. . . as in my tower I remain.
For Dr. Ram Mehta's Contest:
The English or Shakepearian Sonnet
(Theme: only unfulfilled love can be romantic)
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2010
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