sonnet #1,594
A perfect man in my heart lives but who
Hung him on hold I guess Ill never know
All stuff I feel affects to loving so
To speculate on well wish seems taboo
I loved that leg tattoo of light blue hue
The mascot plover swooping high to low
I felt in my cheeks rise a rosy glow
His name as knight I didnt dare pursue
With him to luscious lands Ill soon elope
Well dress in his and hers in satin suits
Well feed on simply freshest scrumptious fruits
Well dust them down with lightest poppy dope
Well live and love light years and years away
And see our honest selves well into play
Chorus away distant off