Alas, the time will come when love is cruel
Whereby life’s too thorny, the days too long.
To each other we look to fight this gruel;
For it’s within thine heart I do belong.
Sorry I am for the grief that resides
Within the walls of our tender enclave.
And through mine eyes lays perfection besides
Me as I wake to see peering; my fave
Is here with me and that’s all that matters -
Without you, my royal kingdom shatters.
A Sonnet For You
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// Oct 14th, 2009 // Personal, Poetry, Sonnets
