Lovely Darkness Poem by Heather Marie Mortimer

Oh come, gently cover,
Sweet dark cloud of mine
Remove this infernal,
Eternal sunshine!
For naught do I notice
Its bright majesty
Nor the laughter the birds sing
Each morning to me.

So come, black romance
Veil me from my lids
And chide me in what
My honor forbids.
For passion speaks passionately
Of heart-worded things
Than a comfortable strife
Or dusty old rings.

But to be as a goddess in the eye of just one
If this not be true love, then true love will I none.