Robert Lindley Poet Rhyme

O' Lover, I Beg You Give a Reply

O' lover, I Beg You Give A Reply

O' love this simple truth I now shall pen!
My wounded heart will bleed it out in ink
Our love was beautiful and 'twas no sin
Being without you now is all I think!

O' love where is thy sweetest angel kiss
And the pure joy of thy red blooming heart
I wake at dawn, first thought, your love I miss!
I curse this wicked world we are apart!

O' love why are thy sails without cool breeze
Your soft and gentle touch no longer here
The void, your absence sets me ill at ease!
Midnight darkness cries I must be afraid!

O' love I so miss your dear beautiful voice!
And the gentleness in your nightly touch
Our long, sad separation was not my choice
My dearest angel, do you miss me much?

O' lover, this is my heartfelt reply!
To the breakup letter you sent in June
You said, MY GIVEN ALIBI A LIE
My dear, every song is a sad tune!

O' lover, please, how do I make amends!
And do so when I truly have any guilt!
I fear this now what future now portends!
I want to stab this dagger to the hilt!

O' lover, I beg you give a reply
There is no other true love but you dear!
This time apart makes me feel like I die
I now live nothing but a life of fear!

O' lover, shall I live now matters not!
For life without you is a death sentence
I pledge you, endless love, all I have got!
Let us live love again, with no pretense!

Hold this truth our loving was truly real!
Love my all, it was our beautiful deal!

Robert J. Lindley, first composed   Sept.9TH 1974
edited two verses today 6-05-2023
And I got word from her younger sister the love letter sent to her, she burned without even reading
 Such is life, in youth we face many such things. Idid not date again for 7 months.

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Panagiota Romios June 5, 2023 at 1:56 PM What a romantic pen, I almost passed out sending your pain but realized it was long ago. But these feelings last. The heart never forgets. Sorry she burned your letters. I save all romantic things. Cherish poetry or any thing nice sorry lovely. A shield against life’s brutality. You recovered, I know. Tears are water for our next loves bloom. Love, Pangie xx A fave, Robert!! Panagiota Romios June 5, 2023 at 7:30 PM Oh, creative one, how sad about lost poems. Wow, she was some fertile woman! Hope you are doing well. I am tired a lot.barely get a post up and a few comments to others. I gave up on expectations. Love, Panagiota Robert Lindley June 5, 2023 at 3:24 PM Yes I did recover, as that certainly is one if the big advantages of youth. But I did sorely so grieve over the loss of hundreds of my early poems. And that my friend took a few years to get over. she went on to get married and I hear that she had 6 or 7 kids!