''DEAR INGENUE ''
...I would have
Showered you with gifts
O morning Rose, as a signet of my love for you
But gifts worn and wane with time
And on the wings of rogues may fly away
I would have
Given you sweet promises in the height of our
Blissful tryst
But time and chance are unkind to pledges
And mood may easily break an oath
I would have
Pegged your image firm on the wall of my heart
Like the rock that remains deep in the sea
And reflect your beauty
Then what would I do
During my long hours of sleep?
Since time fails love
And chance unkind to love
Then, under the umbrella of your love
Will I remain entombed with you
And with these lines dress you
In resplendent verse.
---- J. U.
