May all the sonnets in the world compiled in beauty
lend themselves to your sweet eyes of gold
may every line of of penmanship speak to you of me
showing you that ardor, still untold
and when the moon comes out to serenade you darling
send me kisses from your balcony
and when the moonlight bathes the feather's of a starling
tinted dark as heaven's ebony,
bring me all your charms and play your castanets my love
rend each doubt and join me over there
where every wingeth bird soars up like a turtle dove
and plays us music oh so fair
may every sonnet ever written call you out by name,
may every poem ever uttered be your sweet proclaim.
MY! MY! TOTALLY ENTHRALLING ...FROM MY HEAD TO TOES, I FEEL THIS! BUT THEN, OF COURSE, FOR...I AM A ROMANTICIST AT HEART. SIMPLY BEAUTEOUS, MY FRIEND. THANK YOU, MYSTIC FOR ANOTHER KEEPER. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
A very wistful poem of great longing. I enjoyed very much.
But I am enamored by the painting. A Dutch master? I love realistic paintings like this showing the way it was at a particular time in history. The detail of the fellow's clothing, face and accoutrements, like the books askew where they were last placed under the table.
Sonnets have a special mystique among poets, even since Shakespeare's renditions giving them fame. This a precious love sonnet with a classic final two lines to sum up.
Reviewed by JoAnne Cromp (Reader)
Reviewed on June 11, 2023
Lots of glorious beautiful bursting prolific fruit in this work.. Thank you so much * Mystic Rose have a precious day friend ):
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But I am enamored by the painting. A Dutch master? I love realistic paintings like this showing the way it was at a particular time in history. The detail of the fellow's clothing, face and accoutrements, like the books askew where they were last placed under the table.
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Regis. 🙏🌸🦋🐬🌎