Her

[dreamsbegone]

I wrote this short poem(i don't know wheather or not it can be called a poem) and i wanted to share it.

HER
If i should hold my tongue a brush for thee who can't behold,
To paint her sight a song i'd sing of beuaty never told;

HER EYES
The sun if ever once you'd bare to hold its sight,
Gates to timeless marry, a taste of heavens might;

HER HAIR
How precious gold can be yet not as gold it seems,
Though not as night it ,still, did cast it's cloack on me;

HER MANNERS
Oh bacchus turn thee sober though heathen i'll be named,
Had i but ever seen her but wise and ever tamed;

HER NAME
She bore a son for him when all was lost he thought,
Thy faith do never lose, the lord a lesson taught;