For Verletta
O my heart, my heart is there tonight
Where hibiscus at the fence side flower the light
Of stars in Verletta's eyes, O I'd write
Her poems if she knew how to read what delight
Queens that stood before a window pane
Where a lonely Knight scribbled sorrow to his gain
But I too polite, set my suite before vain
Any hope now she remembers my name. O fain!
Do you now recall the red dirt school yard
The mocking children around fear, and the boy hard
Put to ignore you there? Day's light discard
The evening in shards of shadows, but my regard
For you in time's journey follows your flight
From the village gate to judges bench, where you fight
The ridicules that wrenched us, and the spite
Self-centered in the ego of children of a moral plight.
O Verletta, I think of you tonight, for you rose
Out of the dingy Mountainside, better justice to expose
While the wrong upon my heart no one knows
This love I bore you, this longing for you undisclosed
To gallants that did a coat romantically spread
Before a queen wh dungeoned them and desired their head
I unlike them would yield all El Dorados to wed
Your dreams to mine, and share the solace of your bed.
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