The cold mistress..

25 – APR – 2007


Ah! He approaches!
And you were fretting so.
Imagining he went someplace!
Has he aught gone anywhere else,
Since he saw you yon, at the window?

I say he is a true buff.
And you, O genitive mistress, distrust?
Has he aught sung but for you?
Or made ballad on other beauties?
Nay, he wants only one glimpse from you,
And he goes in a haze!
Sighing throughout the day!

If you love him not,
Then why do you await?
Anxiously eying the street,
Starting at the least sound!
Unwinding at his advent!

If you love him,
Why keep him in dark?
Making his day lamentable.
Your own night distressed!
Why act so cold without,
When you be burning within?
Why not give him solace,
And get comforted yourself?
Why all this tease?

Oh! You are harsh madam!
He admires you truly:
Loves you, sings for you, writes on you.
Yet you treat him like a retainer!
Servile he may be, Servant he be not!