Sonnet Iii

I will unfold for light's embrace one final time, Allowing you to unlock this tender core; Let not blind eyes fall upon this mighty rhyme; The miserable sea reminisces upon days of yore; Thou art dear, kisses in the brilliant sunlight; Let not fancy again raise its dagger to me; Sensual, erotic as passion's sweat in the deep night; Only the most intense love inspires freedom; Will I view myself, and curse destiny- Leaving me with a grieved heart? If thou art not solemn, let me despise entry; If emotion be false, rid thee disguise ~ I will depart; Whisper summer's seductive secrets, For thee imperfections are perfect.