Oh my luv's like a yellow rose
That in the midsummer mountains dwell.
Oh my luve is a cup o'erflowing —
As water doth from a well.
Oh my luve a melody
That's softly play'd in tune.
Melodies blow over the midsummer mountains
An' o'er my rose in midsummer June.
Oh my luve is beautiful;
An' deep in luve am I.
As a dew on a sweet yellow rose...
So deep in luve am I.
Yes fair are thou, a yellow rose.
So deep in luve am I.
I wilt luve ye still, fair Roseline:
Till a' the seas go dry.
Till the heavens are seven,
Till the universes are three.
Till the rocks melt wi' the sun,
An' till there is not a sea.
I wilt always fall for a yellow rose...
Till poetry is prose.
Oh My Luv's Like A Yellow Rose
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/22/2021
Poet's note: This is just about the beauty of youthful love.
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Poem topics: beautiful, june, poetry, sea, sun, water, sweet, play, melody, deep, yellow, rose, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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