oh love, you’ll
always be mine.
he won’t ever
like upon your face or
cry ‘long’ upon
your touch
in such ached way that since
the first time my eyes ever
looked upon you,
my queen;
placed desire over your
sovereign, beauty and
my irrepressible sin,
i became the man of your engraving-
unrelentable,
a seal you never gave, kiss of
mine sanctified craving.
my love,
i’ll always be yours.