Monday, October 17

Sonnet

a You see her face when times of sleep draw near,
b the view imprinted into your heart’s eyes;
b though easily destroyed with well-placed lies,
a her affection. It soon gives way to fear.
a Is there a way to see, even through seers,
b how long a relationship will comprise?
b Is there ever a way to break those ties?
a Is love forever, through the dark and clear?
c Some still have hope, that love will never die;
d just stay current between woman and man.
c One of these believers in love am I.
d But in one’s heart, be diminished, love can.
c No more is there reason for me to lie…
d yet still, I love her more than any man.

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