Love- a sonnetA Poem by Rosezelene ErsaI was once told I am a natural at sonnets, which is quite ironic since I've never been in a relationship.
With eyes of warm, silver grey
Staring deep into my own,
My love is here with me today
Be I never alone.
Caring fingers caress mine,
Sharing all I am
Together or alone we dine,
Our signs are of the ram.
Here we start our legacy
Working day and night
Making bonds of empathy
Doing all things right.
Onward, never ending
Greatness ever pending.
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StatsAuthorRosezelene ErsaAboutMy main focus on this site is poetry,any tips or suggestions would be highly appreciated. -R.E more..Writing
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