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Sweet Whispers Said Low

Poetry By: Ava Rosien

The plight of two lover's born of different class.

Submitted:Feb 24, 2013    Reads: 30    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

We meet in dark of night;

in shadows of moonlight.

Our love in secret show;

whispers sweet said low.


Oh that we might proclaim;

a love not loved in vain.

Fearing not the dawning sun;

moon's fading glimmers shun.


Of common birth thou art;

and I of noble heart.

For this we are forbid;

our feelings must be hid.


Passion's fire burns bright;

as we embrace the night.

Thy kisses bitter sweet;

till once again we meet.


Beneath the moon's warm glow;

sweet maid my love doth grow.

The sun shines in thy face;

warming me with thy grace.


One day we will be free;

of pompous deity.

To love beneath the sun;

love's battle will be won.


Till then my heart's content;

in moonbeams hours spent.

In joyous drunk delight;

on love's wine on this night.


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