She Survives From Love

 

She dreams of love’s reciprocated dance
of tenderness and softest glances pure.
The feeling of sweet circumstance secure
that fills her heart, while memories enhance
her mind of these ecstatic thoughts, perchance
an inkling of romantic words assure.
Though blessings brought, her smiles remains demure,
a cautioned-past where love comes not by chance.

 

Yet as she lives on his enamored grace,

that once she knew, she’s hopelessly forlorn,
a heart in disconnect, whose strings are torn.
Of will she will survive, she’ll soon embrace
and love again, from Cupid’s arrow’s face
the world alive, no longer will she mourn.

Author's Note

Petrarchian Sonnet