to E.
Part I: The Ship
Far, far away from the known shore
A wooden ship searching for more -
Pushed by the wind she travels fast,
To find its fate into the gust.
She is a marvel of its art,
She has a soul, even a heart,
She was a beauty of the crown;
Rivals, many from her sight shun.
Now was a pirate ship by choice -
She followed at once captain’s voice,
An old-young wolf, of true blue blood,
Who in piracy revenge found.
He gave all his youth for the queen
Until her cruelty has seen,
He was a pure heart in deed
Until the hate planted a seed.
His sailors follow him at once,
For him they fight, and in joy dance,
They’re men of army one by one -
Captain’s wish was ever done!
The ship is image of the wolf,
His enemies by it engulfed,
The captain’s free, and free is she,
More free than any soul can be!
The way she sails, she cuts the air,
She has power, she has the flair,
There is no mortal who hasn’t wished
To be a sailor on this ship!
For days was peace in sky and hearts
No ship was seen, no fight thus starts,
The men are happy as they feel;
Their movement is beyond skill.
On board one hears an old-loved song,
“An Old Mary” on queen’s birth-tongue,
They lough, they drink, they live and fight
For what is wrong, for what is right.
The waves are mirroring the blue
They live, and their life is true,
They know the end can come so soon -
In years, months or afternoon.
A wooden ship searching for more -
Pushed by the wind she travels fast,
To find its fate into the gust.
She is a marvel of its art,
She has a soul, even a heart,
She was a beauty of the crown;
Rivals, many from her sight shun.
Now was a pirate ship by choice -
She followed at once captain’s voice,
An old-young wolf, of true blue blood,
Who in piracy revenge found.
He gave all his youth for the queen
Until her cruelty has seen,
He was a pure heart in deed
Until the hate planted a seed.
His sailors follow him at once,
For him they fight, and in joy dance,
They’re men of army one by one -
Captain’s wish was ever done!
The ship is image of the wolf,
His enemies by it engulfed,
The captain’s free, and free is she,
More free than any soul can be!
The way she sails, she cuts the air,
She has power, she has the flair,
There is no mortal who hasn’t wished
To be a sailor on this ship!
For days was peace in sky and hearts
No ship was seen, no fight thus starts,
The men are happy as they feel;
Their movement is beyond skill.
On board one hears an old-loved song,
“An Old Mary” on queen’s birth-tongue,
They lough, they drink, they live and fight
For what is wrong, for what is right.
The waves are mirroring the blue
They live, and their life is true,
They know the end can come so soon -
In years, months or afternoon.
Part II: The Storm
A sudden wind travels the deck -
The sailors feel in gut the wreck,
They sense the power of the blow
And the haulage from the below.
Minute by minute the storm grows
It hits with fury and all throws -
Threw a few sailors over board,
Others move quick, begging the Lord!
They try to stir, though storm’s big eye,
Closes to them, they know they’ll die,
They follow orders one by one
Hoping the storm will somehow turn.
Two heavy waves devour the ship -
There’s no escape from the tight grip
The captain screams in his attempt
“Abandon ship!”, though no one’s left!
Empty, she saw her jewels gone,
Some saved themselves from fury down
Even the captain full of fight
Has lost his way into the night…
She trembles, a deep fury sound,
Makes a deep cry from the ground -
She cannot fight! Not when alone!
The wish for life was steady gone…
She left herself into the waves
A new dense sound, the storm pervades -
It’s just a toy into the winds
The thick fog all binds and blinds.
She hears a cry, deep from her depth,
She listens, she felts someone’s breath -
A move, there’s a man inside…
A second voice, from other side…
Must be the pair from last prey -
They were so sweet, royal they say!
She had to save the ones alive -
She found a reason to survive!
With the last strain she feels the wind
How it’s propelling from behind -
She cuts the waves like in best times
She hides her holes, survival primes!
The sailors feel in gut the wreck,
They sense the power of the blow
And the haulage from the below.
Minute by minute the storm grows
It hits with fury and all throws -
Threw a few sailors over board,
Others move quick, begging the Lord!
They try to stir, though storm’s big eye,
Closes to them, they know they’ll die,
They follow orders one by one
Hoping the storm will somehow turn.
Two heavy waves devour the ship -
There’s no escape from the tight grip
The captain screams in his attempt
“Abandon ship!”, though no one’s left!
Empty, she saw her jewels gone,
Some saved themselves from fury down
Even the captain full of fight
Has lost his way into the night…
She trembles, a deep fury sound,
Makes a deep cry from the ground -
She cannot fight! Not when alone!
The wish for life was steady gone…
She left herself into the waves
A new dense sound, the storm pervades -
It’s just a toy into the winds
The thick fog all binds and blinds.
She hears a cry, deep from her depth,
She listens, she felts someone’s breath -
A move, there’s a man inside…
A second voice, from other side…
Must be the pair from last prey -
They were so sweet, royal they say!
She had to save the ones alive -
She found a reason to survive!
With the last strain she feels the wind
How it’s propelling from behind -
She cuts the waves like in best times
She hides her holes, survival primes!
Part III: Land
In light of storm she seems a ghost;
She knew of a land for long lost,
It must be there, in fog, she’d swore -
Just a few miles, or maybe more…
Reaching for waves as they pass forth,
Drifting to south or maybe north -
She got some holes, she lost a trunk,
For sake of man, she would not sunk!...
She’s blind, there’s nothing to see -
Just waves, bigger than saw on sea;
Moves with the flow, she feels the hits -
Her hope diminished bits by bits.
She sees something into the far -
A long tail of land, mountains’ tar,
A few more miles, so far it looks -
So close, she’s left in mirage-hooks.
She felt a bruise into her tail
Another one, as far can tell,
The more progress the more the pain -
She has to reach the shores, insane!
The bruises - hundreds multiply,
Bigger the pain, she thinks she’ll die -
A sudden blow and senses lost,
Now it become a senseless ghost.
The heat, she feels an intense light -
Am I in hell, or is daylight?
Her wounds, tries to feel the damage.
Feels the sand under its wreckage.
The warmish water fills her holes
It’s sweet and clear, how it strolls!
She looks around, the green, the blue,
The nature’s sounds, the birds, one shoe…
Not far from sea the couple lies
Under a tree of narrow size;
Are they asleep or have they died?
That thought was burning from inside…
She counts her wounds, maybe too few -
She’ll never sail, that’s all she knew!
Resigned she fell late into sleep,
In sorrow caressed by waves’ weep.
She knew of a land for long lost,
It must be there, in fog, she’d swore -
Just a few miles, or maybe more…
Reaching for waves as they pass forth,
Drifting to south or maybe north -
She got some holes, she lost a trunk,
For sake of man, she would not sunk!...
She’s blind, there’s nothing to see -
Just waves, bigger than saw on sea;
Moves with the flow, she feels the hits -
Her hope diminished bits by bits.
She sees something into the far -
A long tail of land, mountains’ tar,
A few more miles, so far it looks -
So close, she’s left in mirage-hooks.
She felt a bruise into her tail
Another one, as far can tell,
The more progress the more the pain -
She has to reach the shores, insane!
The bruises - hundreds multiply,
Bigger the pain, she thinks she’ll die -
A sudden blow and senses lost,
Now it become a senseless ghost.
The heat, she feels an intense light -
Am I in hell, or is daylight?
Her wounds, tries to feel the damage.
Feels the sand under its wreckage.
The warmish water fills her holes
It’s sweet and clear, how it strolls!
She looks around, the green, the blue,
The nature’s sounds, the birds, one shoe…
Not far from sea the couple lies
Under a tree of narrow size;
Are they asleep or have they died?
That thought was burning from inside…
She counts her wounds, maybe too few -
She’ll never sail, that’s all she knew!
Resigned she fell late into sleep,
In sorrow caressed by waves’ weep.
Part IV: Beginnings
She hears fainted noises, hears steps,
The couple on its wrecked deck stands -
They are alive! She’s not alone -
Expressed her hope into a moan…
She saw herself for coming days -
Emptied by waves in sun’s cold rays;
For sake of gods, what hat a relief,
Even she’s stranded on a cliff…
They walked around searching for food,
She felt them caressing the wood
It felt so good under their touch -
She missed her captain, oh, so much…
Plenty of food was still inside,
Some scattered on shores by the tide -
With all the grains, the wine as well,
One could make it through any hell!
She walked the couple to the shore
She longed for them, she longed for more,
She missed the voices tuned in song
Old memories her pain prolong.
A few days passed after same way
Watching the nature, seagull’s play,
The couple rushing all the day
The waves moving within the bay.
One morning though she felt more pain -
A piece of wood hangs in a crane,
Another one, and that for hours
She felt the pain how it devours.
The days were gone, most wood was gone
Found herself naked in the sun
What had she done so to deserve
A cruel fate - it touched her nerve…
Today one month, the time has flown,
Between trees a house steady grown -
First the walls, roof, windows to see
This piece of heaven – the blue sea.
The little house seemed to be done,
Two months now, another begun,
She’s just bare bones above the waves -
She closed her eyes, and slept for days.
The couple on its wrecked deck stands -
They are alive! She’s not alone -
Expressed her hope into a moan…
She saw herself for coming days -
Emptied by waves in sun’s cold rays;
For sake of gods, what hat a relief,
Even she’s stranded on a cliff…
They walked around searching for food,
She felt them caressing the wood
It felt so good under their touch -
She missed her captain, oh, so much…
Plenty of food was still inside,
Some scattered on shores by the tide -
With all the grains, the wine as well,
One could make it through any hell!
She walked the couple to the shore
She longed for them, she longed for more,
She missed the voices tuned in song
Old memories her pain prolong.
A few days passed after same way
Watching the nature, seagull’s play,
The couple rushing all the day
The waves moving within the bay.
One morning though she felt more pain -
A piece of wood hangs in a crane,
Another one, and that for hours
She felt the pain how it devours.
The days were gone, most wood was gone
Found herself naked in the sun
What had she done so to deserve
A cruel fate - it touched her nerve…
Today one month, the time has flown,
Between trees a house steady grown -
First the walls, roof, windows to see
This piece of heaven – the blue sea.
The little house seemed to be done,
Two months now, another begun,
She’s just bare bones above the waves -
She closed her eyes, and slept for days.
Part V: New Life
She slept so long, she sensed an ache -
She felt different… is she awake?
She looks around - she is a house!
Surprised, feels feelings in arouse.
How can it be? She is a ship -
Or maybe is she still asleep?
She looks inside, outside as well
She feels the couple in its dwell.
She feels each corner of her hold
From top to bottom of her mold;
With days she finds new dimensions -
Multitude of new sensations.
A year was gone, maybe more
The seasons passed without a bore;
One of those days she heard a sound
Unheard since long, a child was born.
She felt his scream into the night
It looked so sweet in the mid-light,
He brought more hope into this world -
A future she could help to mold!
She felt his steps, all was wonder
She was so proud, like a mother,
She looked for him, and fall in love
With this small beauty from above.
The couple changed, they were all smile,
A smile was she – its life worthwhile,
She felt content, in every way,
She wished those feelings to display…
A few years passed in a dream;
A second child unveiled its scream -
A girl, a girl with so soft touch -
She loved her too, its life as such.
More years passed like into one
The children grown, so was the farm;
Looking behind what was achieved -
So much in past years she received!
The past was long for her a dream
She was content, more than might seem,
The kids have grown before her eyes
With them life felt a paradise…
She felt different… is she awake?
She looks around - she is a house!
Surprised, feels feelings in arouse.
How can it be? She is a ship -
Or maybe is she still asleep?
She looks inside, outside as well
She feels the couple in its dwell.
She feels each corner of her hold
From top to bottom of her mold;
With days she finds new dimensions -
Multitude of new sensations.
A year was gone, maybe more
The seasons passed without a bore;
One of those days she heard a sound
Unheard since long, a child was born.
She felt his scream into the night
It looked so sweet in the mid-light,
He brought more hope into this world -
A future she could help to mold!
She felt his steps, all was wonder
She was so proud, like a mother,
She looked for him, and fall in love
With this small beauty from above.
The couple changed, they were all smile,
A smile was she – its life worthwhile,
She felt content, in every way,
She wished those feelings to display…
A few years passed in a dream;
A second child unveiled its scream -
A girl, a girl with so soft touch -
She loved her too, its life as such.
More years passed like into one
The children grown, so was the farm;
Looking behind what was achieved -
So much in past years she received!
The past was long for her a dream
She was content, more than might seem,
The kids have grown before her eyes
With them life felt a paradise…
Part VI: Emptiness
One day while mirroring the waves
She saw a pale of smoke, she gazed -
She looked at it like hypnotized;
After a while exclaimed surprised:
She knew that shape, it was a ship!
But all was different in its built -
No vails, no mast, just the pale smoke;
How can such little marvel work?
Look how it breaks in flight the waves -
Trills of amaze in its form raves;
Closer it comes stranger its looks -
Must be the new, and how it hooks...
Would her old captain sail such boat,
Tried to believe, believed her not,
Though she was hoping he would come -
The hope was there, at least its crumbs.
She saw the kids running on shores,
The parents left in rush the chores -
There's hope for them, a feel of joy,
Stranded by sorrow in decoy.
The children have seen the ship too,
They started jumping, then she knew -
She’ll be alone under the stars!
Resigned she stared into the fars.
A fire started on the sands -
A signal for the far commands;
The ship has seen as well the smoke,
Some lights in far somehow awoke.
A boat approaches the old land,
Greetings exchanged, the boat remand,
Others came, in light of fires
People talked nonsense for hours...
Another two days all gone -
The children, the couple; alone…
She watched the boat in its waved trip
Until it reached that wonder-ship.
It felt so empty and so old,
It felt the wind, no way to hold -
Her time was gone, and gone will be,
Alone to mirror now the sea.
She saw a pale of smoke, she gazed -
She looked at it like hypnotized;
After a while exclaimed surprised:
She knew that shape, it was a ship!
But all was different in its built -
No vails, no mast, just the pale smoke;
How can such little marvel work?
Look how it breaks in flight the waves -
Trills of amaze in its form raves;
Closer it comes stranger its looks -
Must be the new, and how it hooks...
Would her old captain sail such boat,
Tried to believe, believed her not,
Though she was hoping he would come -
The hope was there, at least its crumbs.
She saw the kids running on shores,
The parents left in rush the chores -
There's hope for them, a feel of joy,
Stranded by sorrow in decoy.
The children have seen the ship too,
They started jumping, then she knew -
She’ll be alone under the stars!
Resigned she stared into the fars.
A fire started on the sands -
A signal for the far commands;
The ship has seen as well the smoke,
Some lights in far somehow awoke.
A boat approaches the old land,
Greetings exchanged, the boat remand,
Others came, in light of fires
People talked nonsense for hours...
Another two days all gone -
The children, the couple; alone…
She watched the boat in its waved trip
Until it reached that wonder-ship.
It felt so empty and so old,
It felt the wind, no way to hold -
Her time was gone, and gone will be,
Alone to mirror now the sea.
Part VII: Old Love
From wave to wave the stars tremble,
From far to near in assemble -
The fall echoes though the trees,
Biting from wood in life's warm-freeze.
In stillness sudden new voices -
They are back, her heart rejoices!
She looks around; no sign of them!
She sees some shadows, maybe ten.
Puzzled she studies every move,
Follows the lights and voices' groove,
They greet each other – a farewell,
What do they do? She could not tell…
A man seemed to be left behind,
She saw the face, it looked so kind…
Is maybe he, she showed astound,
She felt like falling on the ground.
The old man looked still strong
No, it is him, she wasn’t wrong!
The captain stepped toward the house,
Her heart was feeling like a mouse.
I know this wood! He then exclaimed -
Are you old Mary? She felt ashamed…
He watched the boards, their tight bind,
Memories flow, from mind to mind.
The captain started to feel the wood
His hands were kind, it felt so good…
Tears of joy, flowing a river,
She heard his voice, its soft shiver:
I hoped is you! He said into a late,
I heard the story, I thought is fate -
To see again some parts of you,
I so missed you, you missed me too?
He let himself into her soul,
She felt not empty, she was whole,
His voice was caressing the wood,
The way it was, the way it should...
He slept, no joy she felt before
More than a feeling, it was more,
She felt asleep into a late -
Maybe there is somehow a fate…
From far to near in assemble -
The fall echoes though the trees,
Biting from wood in life's warm-freeze.
In stillness sudden new voices -
They are back, her heart rejoices!
She looks around; no sign of them!
She sees some shadows, maybe ten.
Puzzled she studies every move,
Follows the lights and voices' groove,
They greet each other – a farewell,
What do they do? She could not tell…
A man seemed to be left behind,
She saw the face, it looked so kind…
Is maybe he, she showed astound,
She felt like falling on the ground.
The old man looked still strong
No, it is him, she wasn’t wrong!
The captain stepped toward the house,
Her heart was feeling like a mouse.
I know this wood! He then exclaimed -
Are you old Mary? She felt ashamed…
He watched the boards, their tight bind,
Memories flow, from mind to mind.
The captain started to feel the wood
His hands were kind, it felt so good…
Tears of joy, flowing a river,
She heard his voice, its soft shiver:
I hoped is you! He said into a late,
I heard the story, I thought is fate -
To see again some parts of you,
I so missed you, you missed me too?
He let himself into her soul,
She felt not empty, she was whole,
His voice was caressing the wood,
The way it was, the way it should...
He slept, no joy she felt before
More than a feeling, it was more,
She felt asleep into a late -
Maybe there is somehow a fate…
Part VIII: New Love
The captain felt home all this time -
He told his stories, all sublime,
Often happy, then suddenly sad -
The words old-deep wounds slowly fed.
He had survived after the storm,
For many days they drift alone,
After a week were saved by God -
When a frigate their boat hold.
Survived just few, a hand of men,
They sailed away, to an old land,
They served some more in his command
From ship to ship, from land to land.
Felt live again, but oft adrift,
The thought of lost felt like a gift -
He missed his Mary all that time,
His heart and mind by far in chime...
He dreamed of her from day to night,
He found her often in his sight -
Some ships were just looking like her,
Felt chills of heart like a demur.
Two years passed, they wrecked again,
Alone this time survived the strain,
Then decided to settle down
To find a wife, to have a farm.
It all went good until the pest
Filled the lands with its ugly gest -
His wife has died, his kid as well,
Alone again he went for sail.
He took a boat, as cook, for all,
The sea was home for his old soul;
Now ships were all made of cold steel -
They had no soul that he could feel.
He was warmness in every word
Each day touched Mary’s old love chord;
She fell in love with her old man,
In mornings, evenings, sun and rain.
She never thought a life could bring
So much richness in its spring,
She lived each moment like the first
From each morning, until the next.
Part IX: The End
One year fast gone until a boat
Came again, sooner than she thought,
She knew those faces, it was them -
The couple and the children came!
They dwelt inside for a few sleeps
Then left, and come in summer weeks;
From trip to trip they were all changed
Though they felt home, never estranged.
The old-young captain seemed the same
Into the sun, into the rain,
Sometimes he cursed, he loved her well
Those times her life was going swell.
One morning came, no voice she heard;
The captain lying in his bed -
She listened long, and then she knew
The captain’s gone, empty anew…
He looked so peaceful in his sleep
She loved him, started then to weep -
Now is he gone! She felt sorrow,
Wished it never be tomorrow!
Tomorrow came, a sunny day,
Until a dark storm found its way -
Lightening, covering the sky,
Some of the strokes nearly fly...
It felt a burst, she heard a sound
A flash of light her heart has found,
The fire burst into the rain -
The wood starts burning in a flame.
She heard the sounds of dying wood
She felt no pain even if should,
Relieved embraced with love the flame -
Will be with him into the grave;
Sunk deep into a fairy dream
She was a ship, she was with him,
They sailed in sky between the stars -
From north to south between the fars.
The storm was gone, the house as well,
Some years later no one could tell
That two old souls have lived right there,
Except this story that I share.
Notes:
The main part of this love poem was written directly in English over 5 days in the summer of 2015, 5-6 more stanzas being added in 2018 to accomplish its intended form of 90 stanzas split in 9 parts, each of 10 stanzas. In 2019 I decided that the end could break the typical patterns and thus tried to give it a new form by adding further 10 stanzas, thus coming to a total of 100 stanzas. I feel now that the story is finished.
I just tried to explore a fictitious idea and see what comes out. Of course, the poem can be improved, however I'm not looking for that, even if small changes could still occur.
Unfortunately (for me), this isn't by far the longest love poem. Even if the World Record Academy considered initially in 2009 Mihai Eminescu's "Evening Star" ("Luceafarul") of 98 stanzas as the longest love poem, the title was reconsidered in 2017 and attributed to Banská Štiavnica's "Marína" comprised of 291 stanzas.
I am not aware of a similar story, so if you find something in this direction please let me know. I would appreciate also any constructive feedback.
Came again, sooner than she thought,
She knew those faces, it was them -
The couple and the children came!
They dwelt inside for a few sleeps
Then left, and come in summer weeks;
From trip to trip they were all changed
Though they felt home, never estranged.
The old-young captain seemed the same
Into the sun, into the rain,
Sometimes he cursed, he loved her well
Those times her life was going swell.
One morning came, no voice she heard;
The captain lying in his bed -
She listened long, and then she knew
The captain’s gone, empty anew…
He looked so peaceful in his sleep
She loved him, started then to weep -
Now is he gone! She felt sorrow,
Wished it never be tomorrow!
Tomorrow came, a sunny day,
Until a dark storm found its way -
Lightening, covering the sky,
Some of the strokes nearly fly...
It felt a burst, she heard a sound
A flash of light her heart has found,
The fire burst into the rain -
The wood starts burning in a flame.
She heard the sounds of dying wood
She felt no pain even if should,
Relieved embraced with love the flame -
Will be with him into the grave;
Sunk deep into a fairy dream
She was a ship, she was with him,
They sailed in sky between the stars -
From north to south between the fars.
The storm was gone, the house as well,
Some years later no one could tell
That two old souls have lived right there,
Except this story that I share.
Part X: The End Is Not
Some ends are never meant to be
Or go beyond what others see;
Some stories old revive with time,
Told by aged men for just a dime:
Sailors witnessed close to the dust
A ghosting ship of wooden cast
As breaks the waves as high they are
With a pirate flag on its spar.
Quite modern ships dared on its tail,
In the attempt all seemed to fail -
That ghost was fast, faster than wind,
In just a flash its image thinned.
A drunk seaman swore on its beard
A young captain’s voice to have heard -
How it commands in an old tongue,
As others warble an aged song:
“Oh old Mary, your heart’s ever young
From grip of fate we are all flung,
We love the seaway and fear not,
To captain’s voice we listen ought!”
How much, how much she loved this song,
She felt so young, she felt so strong,
There was no wave that could resist,
In captain’s wish she found her gist.
The captain felt he’d not aged a bit,
Was even faster in his wit -
Was with his love and all’s that counts,
Doesn’t all in fact to love amounts?
They used to sail from sea to sea -
Unbound by time, forever free,
Afar from world and what it brings,
Apart from fate and all its strings.
In flight years passed with hundreds now,
The oceans changed no matter how,
The mankind raised as fast it fell -
No one has lived enough to tell.
Far, far away from the known shore
A ghosting ship not searching more -
Pushed by its love she travels fast,
She found her way into the gust.
Or go beyond what others see;
Some stories old revive with time,
Told by aged men for just a dime:
Sailors witnessed close to the dust
A ghosting ship of wooden cast
As breaks the waves as high they are
With a pirate flag on its spar.
Quite modern ships dared on its tail,
In the attempt all seemed to fail -
That ghost was fast, faster than wind,
In just a flash its image thinned.
A drunk seaman swore on its beard
A young captain’s voice to have heard -
How it commands in an old tongue,
As others warble an aged song:
“Oh old Mary, your heart’s ever young
From grip of fate we are all flung,
We love the seaway and fear not,
To captain’s voice we listen ought!”
How much, how much she loved this song,
She felt so young, she felt so strong,
There was no wave that could resist,
In captain’s wish she found her gist.
The captain felt he’d not aged a bit,
Was even faster in his wit -
Was with his love and all’s that counts,
Doesn’t all in fact to love amounts?
They used to sail from sea to sea -
Unbound by time, forever free,
Afar from world and what it brings,
Apart from fate and all its strings.
In flight years passed with hundreds now,
The oceans changed no matter how,
The mankind raised as fast it fell -
No one has lived enough to tell.
Far, far away from the known shore
A ghosting ship not searching more -
Pushed by its love she travels fast,
She found her way into the gust.
Notes:
The main part of this love poem was written directly in English over 5 days in the summer of 2015, 5-6 more stanzas being added in 2018 to accomplish its intended form of 90 stanzas split in 9 parts, each of 10 stanzas. In 2019 I decided that the end could break the typical patterns and thus tried to give it a new form by adding further 10 stanzas, thus coming to a total of 100 stanzas. I feel now that the story is finished.
I just tried to explore a fictitious idea and see what comes out. Of course, the poem can be improved, however I'm not looking for that, even if small changes could still occur.
Unfortunately (for me), this isn't by far the longest love poem. Even if the World Record Academy considered initially in 2009 Mihai Eminescu's "Evening Star" ("Luceafarul") of 98 stanzas as the longest love poem, the title was reconsidered in 2017 and attributed to Banská Štiavnica's "Marína" comprised of 291 stanzas.
I am not aware of a similar story, so if you find something in this direction please let me know. I would appreciate also any constructive feedback.
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