Love Sonnet 104

Love Sonnet 104 sonnet poems

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My love touches no shivers down my spine.
Inside her eyes I see no glint of sun;
Not one tomorrow waited there in line.
Her ways befit that of a disguised nun;
Or she could be a rose, a briar rose,
That shows a bloom once every twenty thorns,
Which might a lover’s tenderness dispose
Like honeycomb still watched by bees one scorns;
But I see skies acquire a sudden hue,
When love of mine belches on smoking fair,
Some glow shoots from her hand, not from the blue,
Saves me a chimney to pollute my air;
……..Yet after all is said, a love’s a love,
……..And might, with assignation from above.

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♪ ♫ Well, I guess, it could be said that if my knowledge and wisdom were converted to wealth, I may humbly say, in all honesty, that I am not a millionaire. But if out of my two cents, you would agree to accept one of it, then, I could proudly say, in all modesty, that I have done charity.♥
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Preeti
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A beautiful thought, a wonderful feeling called love so beautifully expressed:)

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