J. I. Thomas F. Poet Sonnet

A Tougher 5-10

Come with me now; don't you wonder sometimes
what lights up my face when I glance your way,
what leaps from my heartbeats into my rhymes,
what makes me uncertain quite what to say?

I know you can see, though pride makes me sly,
and you understand, too, my armor is weak.
Your sparkling mirth keeps me dreadfully shy,
aware you are certain you'll find what you seek. 

So, yes, you are victor; be careful, my dear!
My hopes and my dreams are at your mercy.
It's up to you now whether to stay clear,
of paths you've unveiled to bless or to curse me. 

I hearken to summons much older than time. 
We're at the foot of a mountain; do you wish to climb?

Written 7/13/2017

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