Thursday, January 7, 2010

Sonnet

Your most beautiful face for all to see
Makes mine love but ever grow stronger now
Thine voice, thine heart; is ever all I hear
And if I was e’er not to hear thine voice
I feel that mine heart would fall to pieces
Thine’s but being alive makes mine heart fall
In love for yet another time, and yet
All I seek is thine acceptance, my dear
The acceptance of mine most true love
Thou giv’st but that love to thy, to thy
I give thou mine love, I give thou mine life
If only I knew thou would returnèd
For mine love, thy most beautiful woman
I give thou mine love, I give thou mine life

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