Numbed in Want...Memoirs # 11

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Lady Ollyne
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since 2001-01-08

Posts 337
East Coast

0 posted 2001-02-20 02:23 PM

Dearest Love,

Inward I have crawled and taken with it in covers, mine heart.
Dismayed at the length of wait, this mind wearies.
In morn, tiring so, chambered, have I in sleep, for hours on end.
To feed mine heart with words from thine lips in kiss
or wings of dove, would strengthen, shore up
the resolve upon which I must rest in wait.

Must thee hold back thoughts of futureness from mine own?
This courtship impedes mine every move in fear of gossip.
For never would'st I warrant a besmirching of thine name.
With each moment that passes, I shall feel tortured.
Enmeshed in memories of last meet, I lapse at times,
in blanket of warmth as I divest mineself to only thee
and thine eyes of piercing soul. Soon my love, as
Your Lady is numbed in want.

To Be Yours,
Ollyne

"O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare

[This message has been edited by Lady Ollyne (edited 02-20-2001).]

ATelamon
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since 2001-02-06

Posts 328
Purgatory, Last Staircase, Up

1 posted 2001-02-20 02:35 PM

Most poignant struck from the heart.

Filled with emotions overflowing.

AT

"Time is merely change. It neither enslaves nor determines us. It is instead our opportunity for self-definition"

Sven

Member Laureate

since 1999-11-23

Posts 14937
East Lansing, MI USA

2 posted 2001-02-20 06:58 PM

*bowing*

Poet Fair, thine words speak of a tale of love that may not be because of tongues that mayhaps flap like wounded birds in the winds of time. . .

This Knight would say "To the dungeons with them!!". . . for those that speakest ill of others will soon know their own sorrow in the end. . .

A tale continually well told from the pen of thy heart Poet Fair. . .

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To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world.

Lady Ollyne
Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 337
East Coast

3 posted 2001-02-21 06:38 AM

     Emotions overflow
     Each morn when
     dawns the sun
     and rises in mine
     thoughts
     a love of only one...

     My best to you, A
     Lady Ollyne

    Dearest Sven,

      My tale of love exists
      for two, mine words,
      perhaps ring some untrue
      'tis worrisome me
      whom all wouldst know
      if a secret let out
      and end in sorrow
      Mine heart rages on
      These words inked by pen
      'Til next we shall meet
      Good day until then...

      With A Smile, and Good Wishes
      Lady Ollyne

"O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare

[This message has been edited by Lady Ollyne (edited 02-21-2001).]

The Knave
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since 2001-02-20

Posts 1

4 posted 2001-02-22 11:56 PM

O' lady fair, satin bloom transcendent,
Past earthly bound, thy beauty resplendent,
Thou art Cecilia, goddess of romance,
Whilst thee await, thy wayward knight perchance,
Thee hear mine voice, thee hear mine plaintive cry,
On bended knee, 'tis mortal man, am I,
Not worthy of thy tender touch, thy kiss,
A simple knave, adrift in love's abyss.

Alas, she hears me not, her icy frost,
Doth freeze my chambered heart; lo' all is lost.

[This message has been edited by The Knave (edited 02-22-2001).]

Lady Ollyne
Member

since 2001-01-08

Posts 337
East Coast

5 posted 2001-02-23 07:41 PM

Knave

Awaiting, I, for Knight of mine
to return to share a night divine
I hear thee cry, in words amidst
a worthiness of gift...mine kiss

Lady Ollyne

"O, learn to read what silent love hath writ:
To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit"...Shakespeare

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