Poem time!

Well I have decided to do another poem, this one is more of a story of a man writing a letter to his lover, as he is dying from being lost, he holds out hope that though he is away from the woman he loves that somehow he will be reunited with her in the future, even though he is dying. It is more of a romantic/tragic kind of poem, so I hope it flows well and you all enjoy.

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The love of Boregard

I am lost and alone, was awash at sea;
but now have found land to rest my wet feet.
My love lies beyond the horizon, on a land I cannot recall
I hope that she waits, one day for my return.
I bid her farewell, took to the seas as a foolish man
three years ago to the day, under the golden sun.

I have wandered the cities and have seen many sites,
but none are quite as lovely as that of my dear love.
Though I cannot remember her face, her presence ever lost,
her love is the one thing my heart never forgot.
Though I may be tempted to move on and leave, find another one
I cannot deny the true feelings I once held, for that of my love.

She said not to go, yet I hesitated not and proceeded ahead,
it was a mistake to which I will forever pay with dry tears.
"Stay here with me, the weather is no good, stay here on this land."
The words echo in my mind and heart as though she were here.
Alas, I made may mistake and have reaped what I have sowed,
instead of listening to reason, I pray she shalt forgive.

Though I have encountered many hardships and suffer great pain,
the thought of the embrace of my lover, soothes my heart.
I have no ship, no food in my satchel, and no money at hand;
my prayer is still that Providence will reunite me with her.
But as I write this letter, I pray you listen well to the words of a dying man,
if you ever see her, or hear of her name, tell her of the love of her Boregard.