Nearer To Me Than A Moontide Swoon

Nearer to me than a moontide swoon,
And dearer to me than a dream.
She is fairer to me than a spring's full bloom;
Nearer to me than a moontide swoon.

The winds of dark winter may howl soon
And still could not chill her bright sunny beam;
Nearer to me than a moontide swoon,
And dearer to me than a dream.

-2005

by David Zvekic

Comments (1)

Very fine free verse - mature and well-conceived.