Can I Love Thee More
Can I love thee more? If love be less than
fate in life's reprieve, then no, I could not
love thee more, alas, with Cupid's dart shot.
Yes, I love in thee thy comely face and
yet, my love's defined as only time can,
grown in age as bold new found love cannot.
Yes, I love thee more with each cherished thought.
Yes, I love thee more in God's precise plan.
Yes, I love thee more in lover's embrace.
When in life the turbid winds divide us,
I will love thee more in rapturous grace.
I will keep this love safe in my aegis,
and at end of day let death take my place,
then with sweet voice sing a dirge for Eros.
02/12/16
(Trochaic Pentameter)
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