This is not the usual sonnet, instead of 10 syllables I used a 12 syllable count throughout, with the first and third lines being repeated at the end. Perhaps my next contest :)
Grasping onto the tip of my index finger Through her comforting warmth, I can feel her heartbeat Emerald green stares back at me- heart thumps linger Adorableness overload...and so petite At that moment, the beauty of "Life" lifts my hair Goosebumps galore cover me, like sand on a beach Is soft, her breath- like feathers kissing in mid-air So meek her nose, fingers and toes...her skin so peach Her one syllable sounds are music to my heart Her movements flatter my soul like angels with wings Yet, cute is the sound of her "Surprise little "Fart" So grateful I am, Lord- for the joy that she brings Grasping onto the tip of my index finger Emerald green stares back at me- heart thumps linger
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