Six months to stay away from me
Prosperine, queen of my heart
Light and laughter leave with her
All happinesses these Halls depart.
Six months to stay away from me
I, in haste my love did carry
How could I have waited
And my love's fulfill tarry?
Six months to stay away from me
To gain her have waited longer
Is not Lord Zeus cruel
Making a mother's claim stronger?
Six months to stay away from me
For the world and me mutual gain
Rightly balance all sorrows of the earth
Against this single lover's pain.
Six months to stay away from me
Cruel torture for Fate destine
Can only console myself thinking
At least six months she's mine.
1 comment:
Not that it is my business to interfere, but you are being too autobiographical, almost too literal, in painting your emotions on this canvas, through the medium of prose. What's left of intimacy with oneself when the most intimate of thoughts are penned out for eternity to see and gloat?
Somethings are too private to be shared, even to a beloved..
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