Sonnet 1
Love taketh my heart and soul
it recaptured my trust
never again shall I stand sole
for your love, is lust
I learned not to love
Thy heart cast melancholy melodies inside
Thy love is love that is only loved by the man above
For love isn't a vied
My heart seems to haste
yet I suffered
Unquestionably your love can be replaced
When love comes to push and shove, I defer
As lies come across my ears
As much as my pulverized heart been through
I learned to put off love as it corker, belittlement, and depressed me for years
Thy heart day by day grew
Copyright © Deneshia Bryant | Year Posted 2007
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