Sonnet Of Darkest Love

My first Sonnet

   A love so still to be fragile and weak

Yet stronger than any of which I know

Like a cool hand upon feverish heat

Or unto a crackling hearth from the snow

Love becomes all that I seek and desire

An obsession to haunt my very days

Wrap soft words around bristle and wire

To dull the pain caused by my human ways

Life is precious, there is so little time

To do the things that we know matter most

So as I sit and write this little rhyme

I embrace my love's long forgotten ghost

Through the darkest of my long, lonely nights

You comfort me in my unending plights

Reviews

[poetforlife]

Beautiful!

[Loribeth215]

I love it.
Beautiful.