My Love

One who doesn't judge but is here to last.
A deep connection which he seems to lack.
One who likes success instead you're a downcast.
Honest and trustworthy but small things slack.
There for me when things get rough but he leaves.
Communication is the key he deceives.
An intimate connection where lust thieves.
Shows a soft spot which he fails to believe.
Feelings are engraved but still I'm shot away.
Promises you make but always seem to break.
One who is committed fails to portray.
There to inspire but can't see his mistake.
If love may be pure and sweet like a dove.
May everyone receive that gentle kind love.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ricci Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 10:03 AM
This sonnet is beautiful. And yes may everyone receive that gentle kind love and know of it. This entry is as gentle and loving as a Sunday Morning. A pleasure to read. Well done throughout.
Covell Avatar
March 13, 2017 at 4:37 PM
Thank you
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