Sonnet 165

For I have loved you as a man insane,
Sound reason lost amidst a crazed desire;
A single mindedness past praise or shame,
Raw brazen lust consuming like a fire.
I close my eyes and all I see is you,
Your voice calls to me in the still of night;
Your countenance adorns both sun and moon,
Your smile, my heart does ever quicken quite.
So drawn, I yet still fear your loving touch
And in asylum I do love afar,
For love like this is clear a burden such –
My essence crushed if such a love bore scorn.
Still in my mind, I lavish you with care,
My love but here a dream of glad despair.


© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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