779G Abide I, for You

by Neftzer

Mr. Sark Writes Love Poetry. Enforced seperation makes the heart grow fonder.

...written as though by Mr. Sark...

#779G - Abide I, for You

Were passion
a location
ours a waiting room
would be

Sterile,
Feral,
Drenched in love's
amenity

Of which, we two, 'til now
denied
unceased

Until such time
appointment reached,
we prompt admission gain
to eternal ardor's glory
after lengthy, patient
purgatory

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Disclaimer: This work is not affiliated in any way with the ABC spy series Alias, or, for that matter, Mr. Sark, whose poetry--until such time as he wishes to make it public--remains unsung, unfeted, and largely unknown.
by: Neftzer 2003 (c)
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