Shy, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz


Shy, Sir Lawrence Alma-Tadema (1890)

Shy, Robert A Sieczkiewicz

My heart has captured an image of you,
From a distance such that you never knew.
Approaching closer to increase my view,
You vanished. In fault I failed to pursue.

Was searching for a diamond in the sand,
A love that ended before it began.
Still eager to follow my heart’s command,
Desirous to your heart my love remand.

If you be shy hasten not to take flight,
I will be gentle as a moon light night,
With letter of love to you that I write,
And bouquets of flowers placed in your sight.

To caress your softness under the stars,
For a love greater than Venus and Mars.



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