a study toward sonnet #1,079 by FisherKingKQJ
One white cloud covers up the blazing sun,
Transforming into wholly veiled white disc;
Across the gate of God, you swiftly whisk,
Your breath hale, water heal, light hole, all one.
You're at once tomboy damsel, your hair spun
Of fine pure gold, you ride sidesaddle brisk,
Save me from manifest sun blindness risk,
Your backlit halo'd face, my dazed brain dun.
God's Angles buzz around, I fear no prangs,
Your angled face one halo'd coin of realm
And brightly hum those glass gold boomerangs,
You yourself my blunted cones and rods helm.
Your love may filter my gaze, not sever
Sunlight which puzzles our proud forever.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 sever
o $10,000,000 divorce
o $10,000,000 part
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