A sonnet to show my love


A sonnet to show my love,
It could be read forever.
Making it rise above,
any daunting endeavor.

Using words that are blessed,
by two hearts apart.
Needing to be caressed,
is the bleeding heart.

Her voice is a whispers wind,
tapping at my window sill.
My attention is then pinned
and time it stands still.

Someday I will touch her face,
love her madly in our first embrace.

A sonnet to show my love.

Nelson Silva
06-13-16

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