To the Unseen Beauty Still Beloved
Though I've yet to gaze on your unseen face,
or hear the sound of your imagined voice,
a tryst with you is what I most embrace,
tho' circumstance leaves us without much choice.
But ne'er discouraged, I form an image
(of you)—a sparkling vision of snow-white
and gold: you're etched in resplendent carriage,
and luminous, blonde halo that's sun-bright.
Moved and overjoyed by the thought of you,
I'd circumnavigate both space and time
to have you in my orbit and my view:
no greater love's for you but in my rhyme!
Therefore, beloved, we'll tarry just in this,
that soon we'll realize our united bliss.
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