Sonnet #59

March 29, 2017

His eyes are like a nice, warm summer's day

I look in the deep brown and then I see

They are filled with fun and they need to play

But in the end I'm happy as can be!


He makes me feel as happy as a flying bird

His flows the Mississipi river

When i'm with him I don't know a single word

The thought of being without him makes me shiver


If we end i'll be lucky if I survive

I know i've never loved someone so much

He makes me laugh whenever I arrive

All i ever want is to feel your touch


I don't know how I got him but I'm glad

H ecould have never been so highlt rad.

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