old seas melt in red oppose, <br />And only the dead lay melted there. <br />When they feel there life is closed, <br />the waters up in there lungs will tear. <br /> <br />And love the jewel upon thine eye, <br />the gem glisten on thy 'brow. <br />as you look with shy wet eye <br />You see that I know how. <br /> <br />As though as lovers frail and pale, <br />Could ever be as one. <br />you trust me now and take my ail. <br />And all unrequite gone. <br /> <br />As though upon a sea of red, <br />That passion creeps upon your bed.<br /><br />Danny, James Archer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/true-love-111/
