Love Sonnet 70: My Love Must Be A Flower Of The Dawn,
My love must be a flower of the dawn,
Of pure freshness, so true of morning dew,
As in grasses of still untrodden lawn,
Or moistened lips, that yet, no one else knew;
A rose that blooms before my very eyes,
In floral burst of such rarest display,
Belies supremacy of morning skies,
That claim the most artful monopoly;
A love goddess, warmly filled with passion,
That toasts of Spring in dusk or moonlit nights,
To warm wintery nights with affection,
For brief sojourns in realms of dreamy flights;
…..If gardens speak of roses they delight,
…..My love is sure to be praised left and right.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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