Sonnet 143

When limpid teardrops fill up loving eyes
And tender lips do quiver in love’s state;
Impassioned hearts unveiled still there belie
The deep solicitude this scene awakes;
And touch to touch leads then to firm embrace,
Then lips to lips and breast to breast confined;
Two souls unmasked, stand naked, face to face;
The hearts, the forms, the hopes, the lives entwined.
The deepest love within such rapture lives
And for such bliss two lovers ever strive,
In truth and honesty love ever gives
And for such fortune lovers do contrive.
So seemed the stakes when I did pledge my troth,
Sweet Heav’n attained, or into Hades tossed.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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