Love Sonnet (2) Juxtaposed feelings of love and of hate Make me crazy and determine my fate Whether I like it or not now I’m late To the starting of the race from the gate For your hand in my hand like it or not Life with your kind would cause many cancers I can’t get my thoughts sorted on the spot Or just rely on my heart for answers My brain is mush when you enter the room If I could I’d sweep it out with a broom I’d feel freedom from this impending doom But I can’t stop wanting to be the groom I know nothing and my heart just races Help me Lord my head is in ten places Shakespearean Sonnet format LeBuert 2012 |