Son Nguyen - Linh

This is a poem about my boyfriend and how we met each other.

Son Nguyen- Linh

 

Oh Linh… Oh Linh,

Thy endowment lies within thy soul

For a fable of art, thou unfoldest.

Tales of mystery, thou shalt disclose

Through the strokes of richness, thou wilt compose.

 

I fancy thee, for thy talent

Stories to tell, not words, but embodiments.

I fancy thee, for thy meticulous perceptions.

Critiques, thou shalt declare, no vile judgments.

 

Thou livest up North, I live down South,

But our adoration still endures about.

Thy dark mount thou ridest on the seventh days,

 On the road that thou thinkest is fey.

 

Oh Linh… Oh Linh,

We greeted and fell in love on a winter day,

The rain sprinkled its warmth upon our stay.

For we against the stares of mistrust,

May the Lord be our protector, that is a must.

 

Journeyed up North, I ventured with thee

To acquaint thy confrères and colleagues.

Thy King and Queen, I hailed.

Thy displeased brother, I prevailed.

 

A colossal physique, thou art ashamed?

For not fulfilling my prospect?

Only thy heart renders thy name

And for thy love, I will never neglect.

 

Oh Linh… Oh Linh,

For I am a rookie, and thou art a connoisseur,

How can we be eternal lovers?

My vulgar words, thou art afflicted,

But thy emboldening lectures, I am affected.

 

I perceive thy sumptuous attraction,

As a sweetened candy for many maidens.

Jealousy, I cannot avoid, but thy attention

For I so naïve to distrust thy devotion?

 

The paillasse of dream, we both lie upon,

Arms in arms, we enclose with a bond.

The kiss of ardor upon our feeble lips

For this sentiment, we shall keep.

 

 

 

 

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