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08 Sonnet ~ Ignite Love's Flame In Me. On "Sonnets From The Portuguese."
Ignite Love's Flame In Me; Let It Devour Us.
Walked hand-in-hand; wing-on-wing we soared.
Toward Heaven we were drawn: "Do not resist."
"Is Time our enemy, Love?...", we implored.
"Adored afar we love due Cupid-kissed."
One love; miracle of Life's purest, most.
Sure spark, though small, like bated breath, it craves
what feeds red blood, which by Most Holy saves,
sustains rich hearts, invigorates the rest.
Since being yours I see my mirrored face
reflecting in your eyes; your voice my sigh.
My heart is blushing; it is so adored.
Beyond man's rank your love lifts me, to place
my heart where I could not reach, self-explored.
Hand-in-hand and wing-on-wing we'll fly !
This poem has great depth and truly stirs the emotions. It flows and soars beautifully. I really enjoy reading it.