The Lover's Troth

Like a penumbra I want to encircle the Shadows of your heart . Like the morning dew I want to spend few moments On your sweet petals. Like wanton west wind I want to entwine your sigh And caress your blue eye. Like the midnight stars I want to lurk on your face And behold your grace. Like a pristine poet From today to the end of time I want you and only you To decorate my rhyme.