(sonnet attempt # X)
X
Been thinking 'bout you, 'tis such fun to do:
You know it makes me smile so happily
Considering the little things I see,
Endearing inexplicably, who knew
Not me, by ways so sweet, love thereby subdues;
Now twining invisible chords around me...
I tell you, darling, you are so sweet,
Just stopping to think makes me fond of you!
Too easily I screw things up I fear
That I could never have my dreams, because
I can't see what I have, and trying lose
The precious love that's proffered me so near,
And yet so far since I it lose by my fuss,
Perhaps it can't be had...can I it choose?
18Dec10