Awake my love to witness birth of day,
Greeted by java’s scent and morning dove’s song.
Hurry, hurry my love for I cannot stay,
Approaching my time to depart; it won’t be long.
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These lilies fresh I cut for you,
Gently placed in bedside vase.
Moist with cool early morning dew;
Unwrap yourself from linen and lace.
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Awake my love to bodies tender touch,
Do not forsake this dawns advance.
For this heart is filled with love so much,
Pierce not my heart with slumbers lance.
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Does the sun not warm thy angelic face,
Arise dearest love and take my hand.
A gentle touch to your cheek I trace;
Place your feet upon this cherished land.
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Awake my love to witness birth of day.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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According to Wikipedia, an aubade is a morning love song (as opposed to a serenade, which is in the evening), or a song or poem about lovers separating at dawn.[1] It has also been defined as “a song or instrumental composition concerning, accompanying, or evoking daybreak”.[2]
In the strictest sense of the term, an aubade is a song from a door or window to a sleeping woman.[3] Aubades are generally conflated with what are strictly called albas, which are exemplified by a dialogue between parting lovers, a refrain with the word alba, and a watchman warning the lovers of the approaching dawn.[3]
Aubades were in the repertory of troubadours in Europe in the Middle Ages. An early English example is in Book III of Chaucer‘s Troilus and Criseyde. The love poetry of the 16th century dealt mostly with unsatisfied love, so the aubade was not a major genre in Elizabethan lyric.[original research?][citation needed]
Dom DiFrancesco 
Reblogged this on The Arkside of Thought and commented:
THIS is an exceedingly beautiful piece…
Thank you very much Sahm and thank you for the reblog, it is much appreciated my friend.
Very loving and beautifuf and I also enjoyed the explanation of the aubade!
Thank you very much, I never had written one before, but I thought I would give something new a try. :)
I would like to give it a try some day…it looks like fun. :-)
It is and honestly fairly simple to do. It seems that the only real rules concern the topic of the poem other than that it is up to the poet. Do give it a try sometime if you have a chance. :)
I’d like that, as soon as this busy week-end is past :-/ I’d never heard of a Aubade to be honest and I like the idea!
I hadn’t either until last week, but it is fun. I hope you have a good weekend. :)
You too…thanks :-)
Wow… Just… Wow!
Would melt the heart of any Venus….!
Thanks for the new info, too. :)
A very interesting form.
2013 is sadly short of troubadors … A pity!
So very true. I hadn’t heard of this one before so why not give it a try. Hey…why not revive the troubadour, I kind of miss having them around. :)
Amen!
:)