Oh Walter, how I love thee
My dearest, would you be?
Oh Chris, so do you and I wish!
For though I would, our love will eventually rot like old food
How are you so certain? We can just hide behind a curtain!
No one needs to know, our love away we can stow!
I plead your forgiveness, but I simply cannot
For off to the New World I leave, I have acquired a fancy lot
Then take me with you! I promise as you say I will do!
Pose as your servant, fix your pants, and shine your pendant!
The life we dream of sounds like a penchant, but we can’t
We are not so good at hiding us, and I do not want to experience your permanent loss
Fine, love, if you are so certain, but I only concede out of caring.
One day I shall find you again, and we shall be quite daring!
Your loyalty I appreciate, and our reunion I anticipate.
I am afraid that until that time, we shall just fantasise that our love is not a crime.
Until that time, love.
Until that time, love.
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A Correspondence Between Christopher Marlow and Sir Walter Raleigh
Fanfiction(Inspired by their poems "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" and "The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd") Read the two poems, and felt as if the Passionate Shepherd was a love letter to Walter by Chris, and the Nymph's Reply was simply a reply to Chri...
