Love Sonnet

Mar 12, 2015
by: megannk

My love is anything but insincere.
Such haunts yet excites my thoughts night and day.
What we have is pure, none may interfere,
With our firm loyalty, neither will stray.
In his presence I grow weak though complete.
Hair light as a feather, eyes sparkling amber,
His charming personality so sweet.
Only for me, he does indeed pamper.
Could I compare thine to a grand sunset?
The exquisite scene could never amount,
To his gorgeous features, bright or upset.
How long have I loved him? I've lost count.
And when he calls my name I come running,
To give up my heart he has been tugging.