Love Sonnet (1)

Love and Hate can be so close together

Love Sonnet (1)

The ice crystals that are inside your eyes
Not befitting angels but nasty trolls
Reflect the heartless soul of one who dies
The death of liars and small mournful souls
The touch of your hand freezes my thin skin
The very body of my inner core
It diminishes the warmth from within
From which my love blooms and begins to soar
The shake of your head leaves me almost blind
And let me catch my breath before I faint
If you could stop moving it would be kind
I hate you I love you how dare you paint
Such an awful picture of my life’s quaint
But real dilemma you’ll probably taint


Shakespearean Sonnet
LeBuert