LADY frown not
at this absence
of the sun
that hath so far
shone down
on everything
we done.
For we are all
the sun we need.
See! I shine on you!
You...you shine on me!
Nay...weep not this
mere absence
of sun
for we
a star
each to
the other are
& all of summer
& all its glorious loving
ripens succulently
like a glistening berry
in who
we each to the other
...are.
The merest kiss
...a star!
*******
Our first love was made glorious by this sun of York and now our first tentative meeting after that threatens not to be a sunny day!
Alas! But what care I!
I doth love thee
whatever the weather
if thou but
shine on me
shine
on
me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of the famour Artic Monkeys song- Mardy Bum...if you have heard it. One of my favorites. Your poem is so ripe with the same kind of cuteness.: -)