Sonnet 436

Your eyes burn fierce with Cleopatra’s fire,
Your lips the sweetness Paris strove to claim,
Your will eclipses Caesar’s proud desire,
Your passion’s blaze makes empires fall to flame;
No storied torch of ages holds your light
Which shines more bright than Layla’s kindled cause,
Or Pyramus undone to fated sight
Of Thisbe’s veil draped in the lion’s jaws.
No love more real, no fervor more profound,
No moment of desire could be as grand,
No truer heart by fate was ever bound,
No knight more bold has ever made this stand.
I pledge my life to you forevermore—
Where proved untrue, there put me to the sword.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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