Sonnet 260

My thoughts return to you yet once again
When lustrous moon reigns queen o’er all the land,
Argentic auras gilding humble pen
While darkest shadows in mute reverence stand;
I bare my soul to regal eye above
In hope that flowing ink spills silver down,
Rich hand cast words I burnish so with love
Soft set in care, as gems placed on a crown.
Tonight, though bright, no precious words I find
Though in my mind your face shines sweet and pure,
I look down at this page that I have signed
Still blank and void, indorsement premature;
The moon in clever thought advises too,
And in soft light I scribe sweet lines anew.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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