Tuesday, September 4, 2012

love sonnet

you study the sonnet
the fourteen lines
of shall i compare thee
to a summers day
and make a vague
stab at the form,
and rhyme,
but your mind wanders.
you want to get there
more quickly than that,
take a short cut,
write more clearly
how you feel about
the subject and so just
say. come here and kiss
me, don't wait for
the seasons to change.
just make it soon,
perhaps today.

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