sonnet Her eyes wrote me

Her eyes wrote me off they were seized with scorn
A buddy I was scorched by those hot beams
Her eyes would roll around wind upward worn
A moment I would wince their damning gleams
As you yourself see Im entranced forlorn
Dry lips recant desire yet their heart teems
With tears reimagined our past love I mourn
Im detritus now filed in retro reams
Sleepless stumbling loveless writhing wreckless
Im slave to summer freckles on her nose
Her nails enamelled fingers matching toes
Her demeanour fetching tart and feckless
I meet her next her daunting looks endear
She mouths a jeer though mute then sniffs a sneer
Chorus endear attract captivate