Mine and Thine :)

Yore I met thou,
Naught I know now.
In my heart I fear,
Canst thee be my fere?
His eyes a melting a broun,
Couldst thou be heart torn?
Whence, comest thou?
Neither hither, nor thither.

Nary I fear of,
“I love thou,” spoke I soft.
“There canst be naught betwixt us,”
Words he spoke in a hush.
I shall tarry for thee,
Until I have thy love for me.

Onescore long gone,
Hath broken what he’d sworn.
Midst onescore he seek for love,
Reaching me, takes my hand in his glove.
“I wit my love is thou,”
To me he said and bow.

I wist no whit what I thought,
Overmany betwixt I was caught.
For once I trow not,
But my mind wraught.
‘Henceforth ye shalt be mine,
And I shall be thine,”
                                   -spoke I.