Brexit Sonnet 39 - Write Love For You

Brexit Sonnet No. 39 ‘Write Love For you?’ What can I write for my blighted Brexit dream, My pen doth quiver but my mouse doth shrieketh more. Can I write love for your once so golden gleam? Can I write love for my vote you proudly wore? I so loved you, but your brave imperious stance, Hid ‘neath veil of falsehood's lying tears. My faith, now shattered, like Templar’s broken lance On fields of tilt; made foolish afore my peers. My throat doth throttle those very words that kiss, And I canst not embrace your caustic charm. Your eyes are blind, your ignorance is bliss, And mine ears now deaf to your siren calls of harm. So Leave me now and I will not object. Write love for you? This notion I reject. ©Keith Murphy