Odr's Confession

Have I this day to you my love confessed,
making clear this mirror in which your heart
doth shine as the moon within the sun be dressed,
and the days refresh, despite my long depart?
Have I this night in blackest coal of murk
shown how your charms shine forth like stars?
As sun behind the gates of dawn doth lurk,
behind your absence gloam your powers.
Have I this morn your mourning's weep
wiped clean with hands that love you still?
From deepest wells the love still seep,
as this confession shows my will.
For though you think me gone and parted,
These words, ring true, show love not thwarted.