I will trust you under Heaven.
I will trust you with my heart.
I will trust you to be faithful
and to never tear apart
all the fragile, earnest windings
that we're weaving with our prayers,
all the bright and lambent findings
that can purge the past nightmares.
All I ask is that you trust me
just a little, till I'm proved
as one who offers honesty
with his passion and has soothed
all the earnest, learn'd doubts you have picked up on the path
to this moment, where I pledge, I will give no cause to wrath.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
Friday, September 03, 2010
White Sunday 55
Labels: 2010, romantic poetry, White Sunday 0 observationsThe Amomancer Tweets!
Explaining the Tags
You will note, gentle reader, that all works under this blog now display "tags" to help classify and assign the works for your review and enjoyment.
These largely fall into 4 categories:
Year of writing, e.g. "1999"
Book published in, e.g. "from an unexpected quarter"
Inspiring muse, e.g. "Aubergine"
Genre, e.g. "erotica"
We are still in the process of cleaning up the tags, so please bear with us. Yes, some muses are classified under more than one tag, some poems appear in more than one book, or not yet in any volume, and some years are...hazy.
These largely fall into 4 categories:
Year of writing, e.g. "1999"
Book published in, e.g. "from an unexpected quarter"
Inspiring muse, e.g. "Aubergine"
Genre, e.g. "erotica"
We are still in the process of cleaning up the tags, so please bear with us. Yes, some muses are classified under more than one tag, some poems appear in more than one book, or not yet in any volume, and some years are...hazy.
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