Revised sonnet #448
Your murmurs mesmerise you swoon in dream
I meant to moderate your heavy heart
In conscious conversation subtle scheme
Insomnia mine effects its finest art
You swear yourself in love thats decent start
Youve left a lonely life I can identify
Youll need encouragement I can impart
Youre slave to many moods I can ask why
Ive learnt too much as might embedded spy
In mental notes theres future reference
Im flattered funnily a little high
I steer to silence pick up psychic sense
You slur some syllables they rise and fall
Through squirm in spoon it shouldnt add at all
Chorus fall drop plunge
