Fantasy Poetry posted April 15, 2012

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A Minute poem


by robina1978

I woke to sky of moonlit blue
And came to you
For the last time,
To make you mine.

I know, my love, that you are made
To age and fade
Like dimming light
At fall of night.

Accept my kiss, then come with me
Stay young, be free
Though still a slave -
To blood, and grave.


The minute poem is composed of 60 syllables, divided into 3 verses of 8/4/4/4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is in couplets. The meter is strict iambic tetrameter.
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