Sonnet
With treasures flowing down from above,
my hope is to be as loyal as the dove.
Every smile to melt the cold cold heart;
I steer towards happiness as you do your part.
Winter dreams have come and gone,
yet still I'm waiting to take you home.
Let us begin a new journey closer to bliss;
free from uncertainty and sealed with a kiss.
Shall I win the heart that can't be won
Will my crusade of love ever be done?
Or will you just flee forever from my sight
Leaving me lonely and abandoned in the night
Though I must urge on, I also remain still
Praying you are apart of His divine will.
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