Victorian Cloak and Dagger Romance

4-The-Lovers-Victorian-social-scene-William-Powell-Frith

Love
Fevered
Lovers
Were cindered
By desire

Moral sleuthing police
Fanning out in full force,
Flounced out empty-handed, chagrined
Holding mere foggy microscopes
Pince-nez, monocles

Sometimes
Gardens of love
Flourish in anonymity as lovers
Hastily sowed shredded love epistles
Before turning back from illicit to ordinary

Sown shredded love miraculously seeded
Gracious soil ceding, magically rooted, sprouting
Fragrant roses nurtured by colluding elements in cahoots
With other runaway lovers and prude society’s pariahs
Under a fierce god fatherly sun

Love’s vine
Cleaved blossoming
Entwined to generous
Host trees
Flourishing

Love
Multiplies
Rippling
Never
atrophying
~

Painting is by William Powell Frith~

 

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