Revised sonnet #385
The diarys full of day to day affairs
Your deeds are lodged in documents of mind
In fanciful insight the loved one flares
You read aloud thoughts love you lip is blind
Im meant to pin you down as much too kind
Its what you want to hear its not a stretch
Your fussiness in face I mutely find
I worry worry lines appear then etch
You nag at me I feel a naughty wretch
I nod the need expressed on point of pain
I grow uneasy playing at fling and fetch
I fear to fault Ill bore then draw disdain
I dared you read the diary back to me
I need your pleasant nod especially
Chorus me mwen moi
