Medieval Love Poems | Examples

M'Lady

And if I were no more
than the brook that flowed
Neath' the azure of your skies
Would not the warmth of your heaven
Touch the surface of my waters
Be the season spring or summer

And if my lone voice
was lost upon the winds
with the whispering of M'lady's name
Would it not give pause to thee?

What of the grassy meadow
Where the blanket was cast
and the wine of your eyes
Drunk so freely
What has become of us, M'lady?

There be shadow where the tiny nightingale
once sung and such the cold dark heart
To have all that was undone
But I M"lady, I remember
All that was, now so foolishly denied

And I M'lady, still love
with fervent heart
That which you have taken from me
And I am forevermore
be thine