Sonnet 220

Oh, how my heart does pine when you’re away,
Desire is like a hunger without end;
I long for all the things you do and say,
And all things dear love’s loving does attend;
Soft eyes that with a glance, can melt my soul,
Sweet gentle voice, warm promise does avow,
Fond touch that can make primal juices flow…
So come to me my love, come here and now!
Let us commit and ever stay as one,
And heart to heart so share each living hour
Until our loving work on earth is done,
And we embark unto that crowning bower.
Two hearts thus joined shall ever outlast time;
As I so consecrate, in heartfelt rhyme!

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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