Breathe
He should desire a verse of lost day past
while time enough was free to have enough,
When pace and life led more to mean but fast
as Simon said to simply breathe a puff.
To love and be less reckless with his heart,
Speak not of sin nor breach of true love’s spring,
Complete the bond not pressed akin to part
as forced to split amoebas’ kiss must sting.
He must observe his one true Master plot,
His growth less err forgone fulfills defense,
An age to find a soulmate’s breath he sought,
Their fit from Simon’s game of simple sense.
The dream of love begins with one shared breath,
The test of love whilst joined hearts beat ‘til death.
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Form: Shakespearean (English) Sonnet
Contest: English Sonnet 3
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Written: 06/15/2016
Results: 1st Place
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