a study toward sonnet #1,162
A human heart can love and yet destroy-
How dare I feel enthralled by her sweet beau?
I'm stupid short of blatant shame, although
Guilt trusses me up tight, although I'm coy.
His covert company brings me such joy,
Cheek quivers, tummy trembles overthrow,
When he looks at me as if in the know,
It's providence, mind reading, no crude ploy.
We might collapse before he can quit her,
By chance spare her the cheaters' guide to pain;
He's no way violent, won't curse, speak a slur,
Against me, yet he's gripped by workaday strain.
I'll fling him a thought about the fashion,
He'll be succinct, bring a pristine passion.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 fashion
o $10,000,000 mode
o $10,000,000 style
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