Author Richard Aldington Morning Star, enemy of lovers, why do you move so slowly around the earth now that another is warm under Demo's bedcover? When I held her loveliness in my arms you came swiftly, shedding light as if in mockery of me! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments