Lover’s Exalter

One who loves to death.

She and I sit on a boat on still lake

That a lonely willow tree overlooks,

And sounds a song that cricket make;

Beauty and Serenity embodied by books.

To the willows cool shade I’ve rowed

To preent a symbol of forbearing love

That binds heart by a heavenly code

To her that I bestow care none above.

The moment arises to present lover’s request

To form a union witnessed before the Altar.

Anticipation brings rapid beat within breast

For her love I am an everlasting exalter.

Her acceptance promises eternal romance,

And Denial, accidental drowning perchance?

Reviews

[creativequill]

I like the imagery used here to create the scene of a proposal, the anticipation you can feel of the lover awaiting their response. Also, the relatability of the piece, we've all been there, laying the heart out on the line to where no other response seems reasonable other than the one you so desperately want to hear. Where love incites madness, I like it. :)