Sonnet CIII

Thou art a mere child and mindless nuisance; That believes ‘tis of Plato’s love I speak; ‘Tis more love than mine dream’s full translucence, And when lost in darkness, the moon I seek. A love that warms when I shiver in cold, With a kiss that thrills e’en after the age; A heart with overflowing […]

Sonnet CII

Mine own senses hath ne’er drunk such beauty; For thine face in morning slumber doth stun And in that bliss ‘tis mine only duty That thou art my love, mine own companion. Thine repose is that of a goddess dear, With eyes gently shut and body at rest, Free from the devout duties and the […]

Sonnet CI

Since thou hath left me, I am in me lost, And tempest within doth direct mine sails, As the winds of change hath memories tossed, Waves of disquietude crash as love fails. What is pain, if not that which in waves gather? For erosion of heart tis rife with ache, As brash wounds stream as […]