Speaketh Not of Goodbye

My heart doth beat with rapid pounding beats My breath doth pant in deep and quick hot gasp To tell you of my love needs no repeats And to my bosom, close to me, I thee enclasp Fear not the dark and mist of any season Not to compare to summer’s rose that dies Shining bright the sun, love is the reason Speak not of grudging nor of sad goodbyes Our love must come in sips, time is the thief From love's sweet chalice do thy lips feel burned To quench my fill, each sip is sweet but brief Goodbye shall not besmirch our love I yearn To hold, to sip and drink your sweet hello My heart doth beat, each beat is yours you know. © 15/11/2012 Competition Entry