Choene Alley Semenya Poet Free verse

To Pamela

Come to me but only with a smitten heart,
		And I shall open mine before you depart;
		Or say the magic words but within a prose
		And say something about the scent of the rose.
		The love that from your heart still grows
		Must not die as the envious wind blows;
		But if there’s anything I’d ask you to do,
		I would never ask you to be untrue.
		I blow you late a goodnight kiss,
		To show how much love in me there is;
		But guilty of love and anger, your soul draws back –
		Whether too little or too much, my love shan’t slack.
		My soul tells the heart, the heart tells the mind
		That love is so cute but love is so blind;
		Anarchy of thoughts, love and pride, all bemused –
		There’s no love as proper as mine to remain abused.
		But be kind, I would never dare distraught thee
		As I hope that you’ll soon and forever be with me;
		Be just and bid me welcome into your life –
		And hand me joy by accepting to be my wife.
		No feeling of love from me to you shall withered be;
		Say not that I said it not without courtesy or glee,
		Because ever since I told you that I love you, and swore,
		You’ve scourged me more than you’ve ever done before.

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Jan Allison February 12, 2015 at 4:34 PM Aww such a sad write - I do hope she has a change of heart in the end:-( Hugs Jan xx Choene Alley Semenya February 12, 2015 at 6:21 PM Yeah I hope so too hey, because I really am in love with this chick Jan. But let's just remain optimistic!