english sonnet
The skies are open, tears may freely fall, Your sacrifice is known by those who care, So wash away the pain and stand up tall, His baseless accusations are laid bare. Be brave my love and laugh with tears of joy, Allow the...
It's late at night and still the music throbsInto the halls and empty rooms of grief.She plays it loud enough to drown her sobs.I'm leaving soon and so I make it brief.The end is often longer than the start.Our life...
There is a tempest raging in my soul, The skies are dropping rain and bringing grief.My ship is foundering upon the shoal,As always I have steered into the reef.Smooth sailing was the way it started out.As kindred spirits we passed o'er...
Your window beckons me to have no fear To enter and to find you sleeping there.And I will come to you tonight, my dear, As you expect me thus, into your lair. I hover over you, my prick a dart....