#poetry #sonnet
The Fetch of Love
Ahead of dawn I wakened in a trance,
you holding me so close I felt your breath
as you so sweetly said, “Come, shall we dance?
I’ve brokered a short holiday from death.”
The Fetch of Love
Ahead of dawn I wakened in a trance,
you holding me so close I felt your breath
as you so sweetly said, “Come, shall we dance?
I’ve brokered a short holiday from death.”
Your shining eyes caressed away the night.
I held your face and kissed it, unafraid,
as we entwined and tasted love’s delight –
the proof of all the promises we made.
I held your face and kissed it, unafraid,
as we entwined and tasted love’s delight –
the proof of all the promises we made.
But as the sun rose you began to fade,
dissolving in its light like so much smoke,
thus ending our too brief bright escapade.
Alone I rise, arrayed in daylight’s cloak.
dissolving in its light like so much smoke,
thus ending our too brief bright escapade.
Alone I rise, arrayed in daylight’s cloak.
Oh come again and wrap me in your arms,
and once again we’ll resurrect love’s charms.
© 2020 RC deWinter
Anthologized in “The Connecticut Shakespeare Festival Anthology", River Bend Bookshop Press, 12/2021
and once again we’ll resurrect love’s charms.
© 2020 RC deWinter
Anthologized in “The Connecticut Shakespeare Festival Anthology", River Bend Bookshop Press, 12/2021
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