A BLUISH LETTER
As you left the green verdant valleys afar,
Overwhelming sorrow gripped my heart
Tears flow amidst the swans so parched,
As water flows joyfully across the rocks.
As I sat on the grasses, I begun to write,
On the bluish paper, so clean and ripe
Drew a heart blazing red with a name,
Of my beloved with an arrow of dame!
As I touched the jasmine, I smelt a scent,
Memories linger in my mind as I bend
Have you forgotten totally the maiden?
Waiting by the river night and day...
As I stood near the tree of canopy and shade,
My heart anguished of sadness that soon rave
I hid my eyes misty with tears, alone to bear,
Covered with ebony hair, drenched of fear.
As I wrote loving sighs, yonder and dreams,
Imagined thy face, sweet yet strong of seams
I thought you care, it may not be the same,
The bluish letter, I sealed and kept by shame!
As I left the river, I now resolve then and again,
I will forget today or tomorrow or any to gain
I thought you care, but never O' never maybe,
The bluish letter, a secret for me and you only!
All rights reserved: Cynthia Abegail