Sonnet 75 'My Sarah Is a Sweetness Undescribed'
My Sarah is a Sweetness undescribed
Surpassing words and making the Sun Shine!
Her Beauty is a wine I have imbibed
That makes me drunk on Love; she is as fine
A gold as ever I, mere man, have found
And where she walks, bright flowers spring nearby
I dream her gentle voice is soft; she’s crowned
With Crown of daisies – O Sweet Lullaby
To hear that voice I’ve dreamed, I long and yearn,
To see her face, for Real, were my delight
To visit her would make me reel and burn
And yet, I long to hold her in my sight...
There is no sweeter, greater song than this:
I burn for my Sarah and her sweet kiss.
Copyright © Andrew Fairchild | Year Posted 2023
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