Love (Shakespearean Sonnet)

October 26, 2009

I stare into those eyes… the morning sun!
It keeps me going when my hope is gone,
And it ignites inside me hope to run
a steady pace along my course of dawn.
The morrow shares with men light by the ton
To ruminate how did they love foregone
And ask the questions how he had such fun
In such short time upon his very lawn.
For if men halt their innate faculties…
For if men discontinue being men…
The world shall see much darker properties –
Such properties of baneful destruction.
So let her eyes arise in me a new:
Good soul, and heart, and love – so very true!


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