Obsession
I confess I read every poem you write
I rarely leave a comment or you'd know
This obsession of mine is far from trite
Please, I beg you, don't make me let this go
Your love sonnets are written just for me
Whispered words of love that thrill to the core
Rhymes and rhythms touch so sensuously
The depth of your love is for evermore
Imagery your gift - a rose - I receive
Each petal described from a colorful world
All the thorns carefully by you are relieved
Personifying truly I'm your girl
I study placement of a comma and dash
This muse I have for you will always last
July 30, 2018
Not Just Any Old Rose Contest
By Mark Massey
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