Sonnet 21

in #poetry9 years ago

Oh lady whenever you speak

the air is filled with magic

as I rest my weary eyes

you pull me out from pit of lies


From the garden I hear you sing

what a blissful thought you bring

every day is a moment of wonder

enticing scent like a lavender


Be with me oh dear don't go

for I will die if you do so

all the madness I cannot bear

lass of beauty, I always care


Leave me not hollowed and sad

without you life is so hard

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