Sonnet

To lays here down on the bed

Once forgotten once awake

In the near future soon a newlywed!

Just a thought but it’s never too late!

In a shadow known as day

A color in the midst of beauty

Though it come, come what may

Something that feels, feels better than creativity!

A fire like burning bright in the sky

There my heart will be of some I fall short

The lilies of the field, they succumb to why?

Forever I will love thee, love thee till forever more!

If somehow, I cannot contain this feeling I have in you, in me

Then let me die, die here without you, to die without me.