O, wait for me; I will return. Love, WAIT !
See not a setting sun but my vow hear!
And rising morn-sun shall my words keep dear:
"O, wait for me, love!" Truth has bound our fate.
while waiting, lover, know this: our dreams state
that time is our best ally, un-worth fear;
for but a touch, a glance, a promise near
doth reaffirm Fidelity. Love, wait !
My anxious soul loves longing in Love's spell.
There's nothing to compare when feelings meet
in satisfaction. O, requitement sweet !
Such passion we could never disavow!
You stated, I confessed; all Love could tell.
O, wait for me, as Love alone knows how.
Ah yes, the famous Monna Innominata.
Your poem is exquisite. What lovers these two be!
What transforming power of love is herein tenderly expressed!
Beautiful work.