SONNET. (December 2004).

27 May 2005

And you too, Muse! Have known the pangs of Love
Of its not happening or happening
How lustily it strikes from up above
betimes cajoling, touching, flattering
O yes you've seen the warning signs, and yet
Being cruel to yourself, unmindful oft
Have loved alack to be consumed by it
and lost your loved one and have been bereft
As now I find myself - Your Poet - YOURS
Set upon argosies of your desire
To love whatever it may mean the years
of all my life My sweet Muse, which like fire
Burns in me now and will consume me too
one day and prove my Love - That it was true

27 May 2005

Quote by Roger_bigcock_62118
And you too, Muse! Have known the pangs of Love
Of its not happening or happening
How lustily it strikes from up above
betimes cajoling, touching, flattering
O yes you've seen the warning signs, and yet
Being cruel to yourself, unmindful oft
Have loved alack to be consumed by it
and lost your loved one and have been bereft
As now I find myself - Your Poet - YOURS
Set upon argosies of your desire
To love whatever it may mean the years
of all my life My sweet Muse, which like fire
Burns in me now and will consume me too
one day and prove my Love - That it was true

poetry section ...up there ^^^^^ mate wink

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