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02. Sonnet The appetite of Love. On "Sonnets From The Portuguese."
"The appetite of Love is never sated.
As strong at the end as at the first,
either ending is as sweet."
It stands a monument of history - -
the shadow reaches far, past horizon,
whose massive truth over-powers moon and sun - -
the Obelisk of Light you've raised in me.
Whole-essence, opposite of fantasy,
it lay long un-erected, languid, lone.
Til true love heard its hum, its plaintive tone,
vibrating to Love's tune-tap: harmony.
But, early broken, my flawed crystal rang
in notes unusual, but notes of love.
Your special touch, first soft stroke did approve,
and awesome, splendid beauty duet sang.
Love's Carillon of mem'ries blended rang.
What Fate brings, or does not, will naught disprove.
Ah! We are blessed with another.
Of course! You are also going to create a sonnet of sonnets. How wonderful.
I look forward to reading each one, as your work is quite masterful. Your metaphors are powerful and well-sustained.
This poem has a sense of purity and majesty in the love so beautifully expressed.
Excellent.