You, My Keenest Art
Sonnet I
With dignity thy surest art of prose,
could in effect be finely written words
of love, that not to mention more of those
I give, will eagerness lure afterwards.
Boldness would be camouflauged in slight,
demurs of insignificance I dwell
the mystery surrounding this delight
and uncompared with those you would rebel.
In honest truth there will be much disguise,
Like hiding all the love I have to give
prepared to watch whilst you my lovely eyes
shall peer and with an honest truth, forgive.
For now, whilst the enclosure of the mind,
concede I have been blessed without your kind.
Distant Love
Sonnet II
I lead you not temptation of transfer,
such rivalry, my longing for has chased
with options to concur it such, like haste
auspicious manner, time, I surely baste.
Forewarned by indiscretion, feelings are
apparel by conviction, soothings came
complete like any love charm, though a star
may further bring us closer, though the same.
I duly have to thee, compare you well,
with attributes my lowly class can show,
a dormant, more efficient kind of beau
allow you to the door without farewell.
The invite needs to separate the mood,
far gentle than the ones I should include.
More Smitten Than Before
Sonnet III
Have slunk into the warmth of mere regards
with men, whom fond affection for you seeks
and yet, not lost for words, the smaller shards
convince me that they pierce through trend techniques.
A modern day transfixt to troubadour,
has murmoured such endearments barely hatched,
that words alone shall mimic the allure,
they've practiced yet too soon become detached.
I open hearts for preferences to soul,
which trade awareness through until one day,
Accept it that to token myself whole
wil't never disavow intentions sway.
Where love has gripped a heart pledge to explore
I feel non-touched more smitten than before.
Whilst Beauty Sleeps
Sonnet IV
First oft, if sideways glance has signified,
attention to elusive pass by states
sees surely, that one second of it died,
before she turns again thus conjugates,
a bearing, I exist, if not for more,
Containing smiles forelorn to one accept
that turmoil shyly plays - not to ignore
more suffering with my worship wildly swept.
Approach that through awareness beauty steeped,
in envy from a mans's eye point of view
shall focus, unlike them adorned and heaped
with praise that shows us holding hands imbue.
Where eye to eye, does lovingly invite,
the Everest, our reading souls would write.
Freely To Acceptance
Sonnet V
The visual first love options mingle trade,
where less than five mere seconds of it rides
on laughter, not intelligent degrade
whose practices that cannot thus provide,
Intentions weak on promises for more,
though freely to acceptence, thwart it sings
the spirited but featureless adore,
of numbing the effect the outcome brings.
An edge to this prevade has brought us near,
from this obscurity, that just by chance
became the notice of, not disappear,
but stand the end of time as pure romance.
Longevity shall grace the faith of some,
as long as we're together, both become.
Love at Arm's Length
Sonnet VI
Just touch, and if the grace of God be known,
should tenderness to reach our souls desire
appendage reaching out, please raise them higher
the invitation blossoms, love has grown.
To greet the said sensation touching palms
could be that fingertips have found a way,
combining two as one and to this day
I feel the soft sensation stroking arms.
How eagerly the warmth of one embrace,
slide easily, intention to the feel
for distance cannot be, I want to trace
the wishes unobtained for your appeal.
My treasured words of telling you at length
that patience can but promise us new strength.
Our First Kiss
Sonnet VII
If not for thy to quiver do ye kiss,
so beautifully, like the rose, fulfill,
intrigued to say, I yearn you while, until
a moment long enthrals to passion bliss.
Caress, that mighty noble Lord, who pleads
the tenderness, from holding his desire,
Remember! sharing ecstacy's transpire
I quiver, though a trembling rose concedes.
Before the final throws, desire shall own,
the bliss, to passion this emphatic state
wellbeing yearns to mention it sedate,
for I, too tender, need not now postpone.
Why tremble when caressing souls like this,
the ecstacy explored from our first kiss.
Heart of Brevity
Sonnet VIII
Let it be known that naissance is of late
significant that this longevity
shall live as long as these words shall donate
Affairs of the heart in their brevity,
Not a thought nor a whim should a thief
though if renditions are morbid as bleak
fully aware that due to mere relief;
in as much that if as old as antique
Thou hast with heart in this old oak of thine.
Lest not we forget the marriage of will,
though it is fixt that the next birth of time
should the shroud of an existence so thrill.
Could those legions who've augmented claim
Mediocrity, forsakens his name.
Fruition of Worth
Sonnet IX
Hast paraphrased a psalm though as a chime
which has altered this, the scenery as such
therefore proceeding with his life and time
Can bring, so it appears, a Shakespeare touch
this versions up till now have been bestowed,
though this upon suspicion how we grieve
protected by the way we read each ode
Like any mistress decoy, should she leave.
That death be the upheaval from this urge
of beneficials openly seduced,
For future ventures death within a surge
that loving brought, existence introduced.
Fruition, in that acorns reimburse
The moving apparitions plays rehearse.
Warmth Convergence
Sonnet X
The warmth converging over to you now,
denies that not a drop of it shall leave
as hearts have done in merriment conceive,
one's sanity to lose it or allow:
Contained in words the overture from source
has filled a sigh and sent it on a breeze,
whilst tempests urge it shudder no remorse
and neither shall they pardon your release.
I hear the thoughts surrounding you the next
whoever sends committal like I've owned
hath sworn a thousand words which now protects
the sanctuary paradise postponed.
Whilst perishing the thought it could have lost,
such yearnings have accepted them embossed.
Within Us, Heaven Waits
Sonnet XI
Believe in me that trust shall be a part,
Of every word I say and mood you show
My actions will enable you to know,
That loyalty for me, be love at heart.
Desire me for all the things unseen,
For beauty can decieve and this denied
Contains those magic moments you have cried,
Your feelings are adored my beauty queen.
Ignore the smile for happiness inside,
Is more important reaching like you do
My understanding is, that I am you;
And in return, for each we shall provide.
How godly does this feel of everyday,
become so heavenly, the soul's bouquet.
Transferring All MY Love
Sonnet XII
Deliver me the goods for welcomes home,
And in return the welcome home shall reach
A closeness that indeed can claim the breech,
Of souls that one on one can come from.
Whilst adoration moves me to content,
It leaves me with those feelings dying has
And whilst my dear, this love inspires alas,
It breathes along on drifts of heaven sent
A moment longer breathes on this assume
transferring all the love and details stored
Amera, have you not forgot, perfume
consists of everything in you adored.
Transferring all my love is all there is,
to further this enchantment, our abyss.
Whence Upon I Go
Sonnet XIII
Whence upon I go, you follow thee,
acceptance is far more than death can name
my dear, if I should die before you free
the only once of solitude to claim.
Contained from weariness on my adore
of you a love that shows some how survive
content that if assure thee once before,
that death hath promised both, we shall survive.
Content to clutch the honour we have had
in retrospect, in low times as on high
torment may be by issue very sad,
yet all I say is this, it's not goodbye!
For thy, the kingdom of the soul is thine,
more worthy than the hopes our lives design.
Eternal, Thee Awoken
Sonnet XIV
Loosley had my dreams from last night's sleep,
been interupting those whose drift away
were often meant whilst wide awake should peep
from keeping dread, thy from love's decay;
I reckon by absorbing your caress,
The warmth of longing in your arms much more
cannot be such, to hugging less
a sleepless night with daydreams to suppress
Indulge to wonder why, whilst both apart,
the other strives to contemplate desire
by leading you with dreams to your sweet heart,
Eternal, thee awoken knows how far,
a love that has since shared a shooting star.
Adorned to Exposure
Sonnet XV
With ease one's serenade to juxtapose,
are essences so pure like nakedness
discovered curves, appenditures arose
the slowly touch adorns to wild caress.
So softly do the ripples of suspect-
in limits that so tender, reach the next,
art alone can sensitively perfect
makes loveing you this heavenly perplexed.
concocts the senses smotth to taking heed
when holding the desire greets skin to skin
the magical illusion turns to need,
defines the moment whilst the pledge was in.
It seems that when enchantment senses bare,
Oblivion at all times feels like a prayer.
Loves Longing For
Sonnet XIV
With undulating guidance love can vouch
a worth, where idle times explain them woes
be added to the loveliness it'd pose
against the etch devine of a cosy couch.
Whence lovelorn dult most encroached uopn,
'Tis weary, yet with time, doth credit for
togetherness be lost in thee adore,
aroma charms enchantment from reborn
It renews from the remnants worthy be,
a lineage to conceive it mystery,
which chose a lifetime for it all to rise.
If love were found to be the fastest cause,
for break up, to prevent it, patience 'twas.
Ghazal of Love
Sonnet XVII
How intricate we've blessed our looking at,
each other like a fresh resounding joy.
From each, that we enthuse us having sprung
the moment ours that many more shall cure.
Along the ventured paths to one domain,
by having love remained shall see it pure.
For having found it once, I should announce
that finding it a second time shall stand.
Remain the same before too soon it bleeds,
with ill received temptation like it bit.
Would enter for the last time blindly led,
returned with nothing more than we'd submit.
Our loyalties are tied and non such breadth,
shall leave the said vicinity until death.
Adorned to Exposure
Sonnet XVIII
With ease one's serenade to juxtapose,
Are essences so pure like nakedness
Discovered curves, appenditures arose
The slowly touch adorns to wild caress.
So softly, do the ripples of suspect-
Do limits that so slender reach the next,
Which art alone, can sensitive perfect
Makes loving you this heavenly perplexed.
Concocts the senses smooth to taking heed
When hold of a desire greets skin to skin,
The magical illusion turns to need,
Defined the moment when the pledge was in.
It seems that when enchantment sense us bare,
Oblivion at times felt like a prayer.
Obsession
Sonnet XIX
I do include with interest, loving you,
Shall pacify lost love as gaining back
Requires to do, relinquish what I lack,
I'll start again by writing this review.
Not knowing when to stop or to begin,
Request so many times, if you had stayed
A more than worthy note to serenade
An orchestra that pleads with violin.
I constantly believe that while fulfil,
Establishes obsession as the scale
That silently accepting no avail;
So many tiny chances hoped for still.
And while obsession tangles with a song
The chorus will provide it to prolong.
Dreams, Just Moments Long
Sonnet XX
Contentment of the passive passings by
why dreams begin my thinking of the there
besides! The past prevails with mimicry
depictiong all the laughter one may share
I smooth out silk sensations with a glove,
above, convenes the masterly of breath
secluded by enhancements flow from death
my longing to conceal it shows, thereof!
My ris of waking up shall leave despair,
as if it never happened - for replaced
the wanton of the same and yet with care
is one combined denying it was haste.
Returning to the sheets of having boast
a lift time with the one I love the most.
Calm Before the Storm
Sonnet XXI
Eureka has disguised the broadest sense,
That nature in it's true enquiry feels
Us having seen the light that no pretence
Insist it be too late the fate it seals.
And if this human form were otherwise,
A battle with the forces, nature lost
Then what we have in common as is thrice
When everyone of those whose paths we've crossed.
It proves to me that nature has a plan,
Most ardently a thorough way to deal
With every known accountancy, like man
Who thrives on broken promises for real.
While nature gives us things we can enjoy,
It takes for granted calm as the decoy.
Romantic Night In
Sonnet XXII
How bold revival leaves us both at home,
to scavenge the refridgerator store,
as gin and vermouth soothes the ice galore
Martinis' clink to toast ones connoisseur.
Whilst, 'sexual healing', sung by Marvin Gaye,
has repercussions soaking up romance;
canoodle with me, one more time I say,
I'm sure there's plenty time for us to dance.
With alcohol your beast it's safe to drink,
no place to leave, get killed or feeling bad,
to rearrange your travel makes me think,
for cosy nights shall rearrange this pad.
Could nightclubs stooped in jealousy's outrage
Be leaving them behind for home to stage.
How Close to Dreams We Are
Sonnet XXIII
How mellow does one value it their own,
romance shall opens portals to those dreams,
where neither can more love be trod alone
together in the midst of those it seems.
To cherish you the part of me that weeps,
auspicious to the inner depths of peace
I say awake my love, to that which keeps
the pleasures from a hug my golden fleece.
Our hands are clasped in raptures of delight
to forage first in comfort from the one
who pleasures us the most during the night
then dreams indeed come true our quest be won.
I cannot vouch our close to dreams we are,
just hold on tight it cannot be too far.
Mere Attribute - Sonnet XXXVII
There was defined mention from modesty;
elopement had been offered by resource
it merely jeopardised what honesty,
was left,. A ramble roused, - alone of course.
Dismounted by the urge of recommence,
amidst where eager ears and eyes were lit
by all this, awe surrendered with suspense
intrigued with living daylights, to admit.
If honesty devoured for beauty's sakes,
would hollow out a benchmark to invent,
A listening device to one's mistakes
voice would ascertain a lovely accent.
American, that twang of divulge bold,
to whom a smitten gesture would unfold.
Believing Eyes - Sonnet XXXVIII
O' having missed for nothing had I gazed;
Turning would have seen her eyes for thine;
If beauty wore as much by interest raised
I have no doubt it would, such love entwine.
If land had irrigated eyes such awe,
the fast removing remnants seek for ease
would pass and I removing tears deplore,
a second glance for asking would you please.
Perhaps, if I again had traipsed this far;
to mention leaving out, the sand storms task,
of filter making dreams like this bizarre
then torrid acts of gross disdain would mask.
I often feel that twirling scenes were meant,
to mesmerise my needs for circumvent.
Tweedle in a Play Back - Sonnet XXXIX
If groomed to persevere whence having done;
from what I've known before, such passing by
would follow on from whence this path begun,
then seeking dreams would elevate then high.
Ye seek compare thy witness from each mound;
enlighten me, should fate be summons drawn
towards the regions, once by sand be ground
explore! For heavens sake! Deplore till dawn!
A camel's height may intrigue further this,
I have much faith in it, than lay of odds
whom anything from which, I ask, should miss,
from shielding eyes should I be asking Gods?
If sense of duty bound proceeds with guide
then loving her this much, should fate decide.
Gauge to the Beautiful Sunsets - Sonnet XXXX
In shadows deepest hope dissolved 'twas thwart,
to mention her by name aspired long days
as if by now it strengthens more by fault,
the sun has lowered, night should ease delays.
I'll not concede to anything discrete,
as options such disasters proven lead
one lover to the other, should we meet
be wisely reconsidered, not by plead.
nor maybe such, the mirage favoured test
contends, although from both of us, deny
as far as women go, she was the best
to swoon anticipation should it lie.
Assured my having seen this beauty rage,
I ask again if nothing else could gauge?
Under the Weather - Sonnet CMXIV
On beaufont scale, from whence no versions play
Decieve the Warbl'st weave emotions still,
Thou sternest ache concern, a weak heart will,
Which leads to this vocation harsh what may,
Hence fragile claim is frozen hence dismay,
From first which chose when socialising till,
Pretends that while success hath gained, it will
Have linkt it to this wilting bloom bouquet,
How seen, the careless form of trait
Corrupt thine eyes foretell thee as to why:
As thou from this defeat to form sedate.
For thy relief; who hadst for reasons soon,
Deceived themselves the Love call they believe,
Both common cold and bronchial have withdrawn.
More Than Likely - Sonnet CMXLV
Thy truth's own dowries, wage upon the lies
That aggravate the ones that closer now,
Become, when trust itself has by disguise
Inherited what twisted words allow.
A secondment that chanced again new faith
T'was needed once and simply there to take,
But hollows out to each known scorn we chafe
Like telling tales, in turn, one more mistake.
The eyes which have by now are looking down
Too dismally that conscience would you say
Be showing us more worthy ones, to frown
Which may all go un-noticed till one day.
If silence stole a fortune of good peace,
Then thoughts are more than likely doing this.
Confessions of Philandering - Sonnet CMXLIV
How mountebank, thy residual exclaims,
completements thus hast evenings' required
that gentlemen, prefer via their names,
unheard of, yet include your most desired.
I famish a bequeath though heed thy wealth,
to have me strain the wagers of my needs
correcting what denies my state of health
my having once made choice from dirty deeds.
Contained in private thoughts are well aware,
from those who have by right the need for proof,
That I, who self ashamedly declare,
on bringing down thy kinfolk with this truth.
I do believe where falsehood would for long,
Be detriment to standing, doing wrong.
an excerpt from 'Verbo de Futuro' by Titus
Horas non numero nisi serenas
Inter nos, non multa, sed multum
Poli, poli, di umbuendo.
~~translation~~
an excerpt from 'Words About the Future' by Titus
Do I count the brightest hours
Between us, not many, but much,
Slowly, slowly, we will get there.
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