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Sonnet 3: Trembling, I think of passion we've once shared
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Trembling, I think of passion we've once shared,
Of caressing vowels spoken in the mind.
Gently I provoke my thoughts to cloudy days,
When touch from you would be my heart defined.
In love I would be driven to exist,
If but one second you would smile at me.
This is enough to satisfy my open kiss,
Which briefly touches your expectant sigh.
But no, I must content myself once more,
With glances so lost and hearts empty torn.
I am drifting so far away in scorn,
To realize you have become one so torn.
So when you go in steps away in haste,
Realize it is our love you so waste.
You are so good, I am still
You are so good, I am still struggling to be one real and brilliant poet, but for now, writing from my heart is all that matters...Thank you for stopping by.