Wednesday, 23 April 2008

poem 1

Sonnet for lovers

Take my heart into your heart.
Like the sun into the morning,
Be my peace in torments.
Sing to my ears the sweet melodies of life.
Bring back the mirror of my beauty to my eyes,
That I may see the wonders of affection.
Share with me thy precious moments.
As I will do with no doubt nor selfishness.
Say those magical words that make love.
Be the shephard to guide my loneliness,
Back to the port of happiness.
Oh! Make me the lady from the seven,
So that you and I will make it to heaven.

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