Could I Compare Thee To A Shooting Star?
Could I compare thee to a shooting star. Beautiful and bright, a sight to behold, Blazing through life's sky, journeying so far, Your eyes aglow with glistening green and gold.
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Could I compare thee to a shooting star. Beautiful and bright, a sight to behold, Blazing through life's sky, journeying so far, Your eyes aglow with glistening green and gold.
Lips whisper in my unbelieving ear, Tales of a love that lingers forever, To mend a broken heart and banish fear, Young lovers need only be together.
The rush of blood has faded to a drip, Formed icicles around my empty heart, On frozen tears my feet threaten to slip, Winter long and dark when we are apart.
This is was my first, and thus far only, attempt at writing a sonnet. The sun hides its face from the winter dance As the sleeping sprites of cold fall to earth.
When I in wonder survey endless skies I cannot help but think of you, my love, When I raise my weary Traveller's eyes To limitless web of heav'n above I see you filling what was once a void, Now...
My darling, you have always asked me why, Whenever we sit in warm summer fields Drinking you in as your kisses I steal, I have never written you poetry.