Sonnet 116

My Selena, by the light of the moon
Looks far more radiant than any sun’s command;
For moonlight ever is a lover’s boon
When velvet darkness cloaks the dream soaked land.
Bright points of heaven shine ‘twixt clouds above,
Rude jealous clouds that steal soft silver beams,
As if to cast aspersions on sweet love,
And denigrate the light true beauty gleams;
Ephemeral shadows let me steal a kiss
Until again we bathe in silver light,
And soon endure another cloud’s eclipse,
And yet again, another sheer delight!
Oh that this moonlit night should ever last,
And I, your beauty, here and ever, clasp.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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