Terry Miller Poet Rondeau

I Waited Long

I waited long among the dew
of morning grass and day anew,
arising in the place we played
where hasty promises were made;
our tender hearts to each we threw.

So we could naive vows renew;
and others from our minds eschew;
among dawn's chorus, here I stayed.
I waited long.

Soft downy skin, a dress askew
I can recall each inch of you
places where our fingers strayed.
Last eve with deadly fire, we played
then panting breath, a sweet adieu;
I waited long.

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Gershon Wolf May 8, 2022 at 6:25 PM Quite a paean to passion, Terry. Precious penning, Gershon Terry Miller May 9, 2022 at 1:12 AM Thank you, Gershon; not my usual style, but I did enjoy the Rondeau format; I may revisit it.

L Milton Hankins May 7, 2022 at 12:03 PM Wow! A splendid Rondeau, Terry. I thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Terry Miller May 9, 2022 at 1:14 AM Thank you, Milton. I am always pleased when you have read and commented on my efforts.