Sasha the ConquerorA Poem by J.L.Marcus'Love loves to love love', A sonnet written a year ago, to a girl I loved who was suffering cancer.
If thy love was but a cherished flower,
Your heart and soul spread o'er every petal, In springs thou bloom yet the winters devour My love, my rose, I embrace your nettle. The birds and the bees may come to steal thy nectar, And harsh winds will try to blow you astray, However. I my love will be Autumns protector, To shield thou from the cold day's prey. Brave, brave flower, braving harsh winds and cold, If death hath been these heaven's desire: Then fate would not let of you to grow old, But now your survival still will inspire. Despite the illness that makes you decay, Love and I, are forever here to stay
© 2013 J.L.MarcusAuthor's Note
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Added on March 18, 2013Last Updated on March 18, 2013 AuthorJ.L.MarcusLondon, United KingdomAboutPassionate Literature student interested in tackling profound metaphysical questions through traditional forms. I am inspired by great artists who transcended the classical boundaries of language and .. more..Writing
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