BEGETTER FAIRER

Begetter, fairer than fairest Sonnets,

O, nubile nymphet of my mind’s Spring!

I yearn for more closeness to all thy charms!

I open my heart wide and imbibe thy Grace!        



If muteness can be deemed the space

where mind & heart avoid alarms,

then I to thee full muteness bring

in obeisance if thy heart desires.



THOU hast begotten each sweetest thought;

‘tis THY fair vision is pallet of my mind;



THY graces, charms are my truest heart,

ALL my fulfillment in THEE I find.      



With Love’s embroidery my heart is fraught,

and THINE the inspiration  which begets its rhyme.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Whose Muse? I think this "Quatrain / quatrain / couplet / couplet / couplet"  is Specerian-form;  any correctors??

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Lesa Gay's picture

Wow!!!

Lesa