Sonnets Fair
Your reverbarating
heartbeat silhouettes
the love that we're in,
your proverbial eyes
hide the fate that
terribly awaits, all my
life i've wondered
where you've been, the
sudden sound of wings
as birds migrate. I love
your smile, your accent
too, i'd be there right
now, if you asked me
to. Your softest touch,
your, rosé voice. You're
glamorous face and the
things you do. You
heave to kiss with lips
so rare, your laughter a
sound of sonnets fair,
your hair falls down
your shoulder bone,
one gaze from you and
i'd turn to stone.
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