Love's Sonnet

Love’s Sonnet Tattered womb, shred by sharp blades of regret, Weighed down by rough millstones, dark as shame, Pale dawn stumbles from midnight to forget - Stinging acids scar through showers of blame. A whisper of consolation murmurs, Infused with the incense of compassion, A harbinger of enchanted grace demurs Spellbound, purified enigmas refashioned Love, like a lyric – a lady in waiting – Steps out of ebony’s clinging shadows Releasing hard night with nightmares abating The pall of shrouds rent by empathy’s glow. The chivalry of love – a silk caress – Eternal perfection, fulfills love’s quest.