My Love

Soft, before thou departs
In a way most hurriedly
I do beseech you
A word, perhaps two.
With all that is honest in me, as the sun
In the morn doth promise its light,
I too will promise e’er
An undying mortal heart.
A flawless pearl I see thou is’t
To my heart is hoped
From the far east, to the setting west
Will the sun throughout its infallible journey
Move e’er constant
As doth my love
Pursued by its fate.
Look hence to the flower that promises beauty,
And come the season
T’will be as intense as life can.
But look now to the butterfly
Ne’er could I touch such beauty, for fear
It may be gone before the magic of the season has played.
None, through the beauty of the flower or butterfly shall I see
When graced by the presence of your sights.
Not withstanding God-like
Shall I dream of heaven
If only dreaming of death I could
Sweep you from your feet
And live not lust but in true love
From thou perfectest lips.
Devine

My Love

Raymond Carle

Joined December 2007

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This is probably as close as I can get to a Shakespearean sonnet with my limited experience in writing, but it is about adoration and love. I hope you like it

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