Abominable Me !

Her gent heart;
And voice, lilac sweet as tart.
Paralyzed my ancient delight,
Ushering that eager from my fright.
Those stygian iris eyes, hovering on a pellucid ocean,
Wink, dazzle and lo, a toucan.

I remember !
The walk in the morning dew,
And strawberries taste how her lips do.
And how can I forget the night !
Where constellating shimmering ale stars,
Round our shadows, breaking all in between bars.

To walk is by a thought to go;
To move in spirit to and fro;
To mind the good we see;
To taste the sweet with glee;
Observing all things we met;
How choice and rich was the fate.

Anon !
She captivated me in her amour,
But I there never been sunlight to her.

With two hope within two wills,
And one will beneath.
Two overshadowing mind;
With one life and one death;
But one immortality.
Annihilation and alibi should woe in me !

Either way,
I will cry for her loves hay.
She can neither come to love nor to harm.
And I know more than we know;
Her light is brighter far,
Than day time here below.

Yet I lost her far in the path of gold
Far does the city seem, lonely my heart and old.
Abominable me !
Who assayed to wrought it's lustre with agony.

Her look I never can forget,
And the star fruit boughs above us when we met.
I writhe her to sob to her knees,
But I am telling the bees.
Curse me, the vile wretch,
And bless her with grace.