Thy sweet golden hair--
How can I bear,
Dear Miss?
By honor, I swear
I cannot forbear
Thy kiss.
This prince will declare,
By kings, lady fair,
Insist,
Thou art my despair
My ruin, my prayer;
Remiss
To not let me share
The future, prepare
For this:
Ours is the sweet air.
My life with you there
Is bliss.
postscript
It's not like I can write something sweeping and grandiose to finish the form challenge and the year with, when using the lai form. But I thought it was a good enough way to end. Lai for DFC day 31. Aaaaaand, done! Thanks for reading this month, everyone! [link]