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A Reply to Servant's Love

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

A woman born of royal blood; who is not free to love beneath her class.

This poem was suggested by a reader comment; that she should make a relpy to the servant's poem.

Submitted:Jan 26, 2013    Reads: 18    Comments: 5    Likes: 6   

My heart gains a beat; each time I see your face;

but I cannot look upon it longingly; to my despair.

Of nobility's blood; to dream this dream is disgrace.

Iwish it be not so; having to deny my love unfair.


Kind eyes; I can only pretend not to see them staring;

sweetest smile I dare not return; for fear I be caught.

If only I could in your arms be; without other's caring;

Denounce my royal bloodline; and declare it naught.


I have loved you since I was but a child; and you a boy;

your brown hair and dimpled chin; and enchanting eyes.

To steal but a moment with you; would bring great joy;

But dictations of my status; would bring but thy demise.


I will no doubt be soon to wed; to one I do not know;

sacrifice my heart's desire; for kingdom's better good.

Though I must deny my pain; I will love you even so;

if I were not of noble blood; accept thy love I would.


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