Forgone no fruit to bare; yet here I stand in gentle glee
Beauty be thy women’s gentle heart
Beneath the moon compare to thee
By daylight may we never be parted
Confide in me as I confide in you upon this place
To know thyself and I must confess
Never has such a beauty walked with an earthly face
Nevertheless, no fears can I express
Pursuer of hearts, hearts linger when you are near
Bathed beneath the stars in June
For it is you that I cherish dear
I adore the scent of your perfume
Beneath the stars that burn so bright
Like candles burning into the night
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Reviews of "Sonnet : Beneath The Stars"
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 18, 2008
Beautiful writing sweet man,well done...stay safe and well...Hugss
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.