Love Italian Sonnet Poems

A period of youthful vim ferments
as coruscating golden flecks in eyes 
that mesmerise and tantalise, give rise
to secrets in my breast to stir, foment.
The xanthous...

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When the wind whistles, and the rain beats down,
Take out your palette of make-believe paint,
Add vivid colour to that which is faint,
Make blue all the...

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Make me no promises you cannot keep,
I am wary of too fulsome protests,
Little meaning may be in what one suggests -
Honeyed sentences do come very...

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I’m not yours, I do not belong to you
I can not be found as I am not lost
Even though our stars are destined to cross
Our...

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An expert in the law met Jesus, though
his question, "Who's my neighbor?" was to try
to test, and maybe trick him. Christ's reply -
to tell a...

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The pain within that pierces deep
is like the prick of rose’s thorn
and leaves my meager mind to mourn
while yearning for eternal sleep.
These tristful tears from...

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What if I was to compose a sonnet,
Ardently expressing carnal desire,
Hoping to set my loved one's heart on fire,
Sealing the verse with my lips upon...

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Now, I am speechless; I am without speech
As you transcend the simplistic to grand
Grant me the guidance of your gifted hand
In the temple of your...

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To his beloved he gave a gold ring,
A betrothal ring of the purest gold,
Which was inscribed a legend* that told
Of the deep devotion that it...

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Wild grasses of my springtime heart unmown,
unruly, unrestrained, in silence grew.
Youth’s fierce infatuation madly blew
its untamed gales where tall, green blades had grown.
Fair birds of...

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As soft eyes, reflect a desperate need.
each subtle breath, exhaled in loneliness.
tender hearts can’t endure, such weariness.
the tone of your voice, carries urgency.
from chains of...

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Tho' I am but the sparrow's twining strains
The palette and the pen of whisp'ring souls
I'm sweeter, still, if dashed upon the shoals
Or bleeding from the...

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A man walks down the sidewalk through the mist, 
And his dark silhouette is soon erased.
As he continues to travel with haste, 
He recalls a...

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Many springs came as the time’s wheel rolled by,
our hearts entwined we walked the garden trail.
Ardent fervor on cloud in blue, set sail,
not long, for...

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a broken heart awaits its somber fate
the hands of time have made it beat too weak
to find the pulse of love it used to seek
it...

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