From the Archives: My Version of a Sonnet - a poor mans shake-spear effort
Thou, Distract Me
Adversity
acts to spur me
Persistence
paves my path
Tenacity
treads beside me
But
my lady, all three and more
I
lay by thy feet and wait
For
thy beauty defeats all
Makes
my goals irrelevant
My
quest pointless
My
courage clouded, heart disturbed
All
I crave in return
Is
leave to love thee,
To
distraction, if not
To
consummation,
Empress of my Heart.
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