Mine Love (An Olde English Heart)

 
 
 
I hath fallen deeply for thee,
Mine eye seeketh for thy smile
Mine hand reaches for thine touch
Dreams plague mine thoughts  
Whilst mine eyes are open  
Acting a wondrous play
Of purest beauty
 
Adorned with finest lace
Chrysanthemum in thy hair
Thou wander betwixt mighty oaks  
In the vale of imagination  
 
Watched from a distance as an apparition  
Mine presence is not needed....
 
To spoil such an effigy as this
Would bring a travesty of justice  
To mine serene...perfect.....dream
Thy omnipresence here doth suit
Thee as an angel in heaven
Thy serenading nymphs as angels
Soft mosses under thou bare feet as clouds
 
I sigh as mine heart yearns for thee
As thou comes to rest  
By the secluded rock pool,
absently playing with leaves
Upon the clearest of waters
As sunlight dapples
And dances upon your brow
 
There lyeth the moment
The moment of mine love
Surrendering to thou.