DROP ON MY
HEART A ROSE
by Robert Davidson
My voice breaks against those lips of thine,
Before I leave for war I must implore
Let me love you gently your first time
As dumb-tongued my love to you expose.
And then I'll return to thee once more
To bring to thy heart a rose.
I long to merge myself in you
And lie with you all my last long night
Making each to the other fit true;
While my love's deep wonder to you shows
Heady passion given for your delight.
I leave with your heart a rose.
You laugh as in my fond arms you fall
As you respond with your passion pent.
But before I answer the bugle's call
I want us to lie entwined in still repose
As in mad delight sublimely spent
You press to my heart a rose.
As the war rages on I see you yet
Mourning red-eyed your lost love. I cry aloud
'If I die, I know you'll not forget
For on our troth one request I must impose:
If I am swathed in the silence of a shroud,
Then drop on my heart a rose.'
Copyright 2005robertdavidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson
Written by Robert Davidson
Submitted by Robert Davidson