"Songs from Out of 
the Southern Shadows"
by Tanith McKlane

 
 
Sonnet for you
 

When I held your love as it were my own
The darkness of the night did not exist
As day follows day, how our love has grown
The world was mine, the first time that we kissed.

Love is hungry, feed it, soon it dies
I Slake it’s thirst, it’s passion to renew
I watch’d it flower, there, behind my eyes
taste it’s nectar now, as I sip to you.

Love, you have touch’d me, like no one before
No song that’s sung has ever found this key
if, now I die, you’d know for evermore
All, my love , ev’rything , you were to me

How great our oneness, part of mightier schemes
How sad, lasting love, made, but of our dreams
 

©Tanith McKlane


 
 
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