Sonnet 22
Published in
Jul 30, 2024
Poem
My dear love, I miss you sire.
Your highness put my heart on fire.
Your gentle voice, your pleasant touch.
Your wisdom’s beauty.
Want you much.
My dear dove, I miss you, lover.
Your passion gives me home and cover.
Your royal blood enlightens souls.
I vow in front your splendid whole.
My man, my lord, my knight, my heart.
From prayers art, a rare kind.
My other half.
I fill you, love.
Your soul inside.
We fly above.
P.S. The Word Needs You!
