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Sonnet I


Sonnet I


For you, dear, I would attempt a sonnet,

iambic pentameter to seduce.

So long since my heart’s had thoughts writ on it;

No one has more vivid ink than you use.

You rustle the branches that shelter me

with ideas that soothe and unsettle.

Though you style yourself jester, I can see

this knight is made of much stronger metal.

Though distance and circumstances part us

the connection between us grows stronger.

Though society crumbles around us

and I trust reality no longer…

tonight I shall sleep, a smile on my face,

wrapped in the comfort of our dream’s embrace.


(for Samual Spade)

Posted by Osquer at 15:00

MONDAY, JUNE 12, 2006

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