It is I who loves thee more than the sun
With fiery eyes and golden locks undone
No man presumes such tender gasp of breath
Such beauty could send my lungs to their death
Let’s not weep for sins, but rejoice each day
All the stars the moon and indeed the clay
Let not the weeping willow die so young
Saved the sweet honey from bee’s who have stung
Dusk until dawn, to your love I have clung
Dreaming of a world that sing songs unsung
I, who dies in the forest of your heart
It’s I whom will die in the forest dark
But wait no, I shall never lay me down
Thou shall be loved, to thee I take my bow.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sonnet
- Category: Love
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I is liking this poem. I is maybe not gramatically correct (lol) but there are times when we say 'I be.....'
I talk some rubbish sometimes. lol.
You is always politically correct dear Orchi, not too sure about your taste in women though that KP is a bit plastiky lol 😂 thank you kind friend.
A masterpiece work of poetry my dear poetess. 👍
my dear A.P sharing my lines with another wonderful poet is my greatest wish. thank you dear friend. x
And we all get to read your wonderful lines of wordly craftsmanship. I have to say, this is one of the best poems I've ever read! Very well penned my dear poet. 😉👍
Next thing is - Is that Me, Myself, or I? lol.
Dear Teddy,
A beautifully written and illustrated gem of a poem. I enjoyed the read very much.
Grazie Mille. 🫶🏻🤗
Laura🌻
ah, il più bella cosa sulla mia pagina sei tu. cara amica grazie per la tua gentilezza. xxxxxxxx
Wow what a rhyme and so nice to read in the sunshine..I really should come back more for your special kind of vibe!
Thank you
Thank you so much dear Dan. 🤗
'No man presumes such tender gasp of breath
Such beauty could send my lungs to their death'
'Saved the sweet honey from bee’s who have stung
Dusk until dawn, to your love I have clung'
Brilliant!!!
(hope you have a romantic weekend, dear Poetess)
Thank you so much dear Mek, sending romantic vibes to you dear poet 🤗 happy Friday X
Great writing teddy 🙂
A lot of beautiful words in this
Liked the read ))
I don’t often write about romance but maybe I should try
really like how you have mentioned a lot of nature in this .. and you have used the word ‘ thee ‘ it kind of has an old fashioned feel to this ..
Thanks for sharing 🙂
Thank you so much, yes do write something on romance I'd love to read it ❤️
like I have said so many times before .. I have never dared to venture near a sonnet with other than my eyes .. and you have just reminded me of the quality of the competition I would be up against and I'm not sure my ego would be able to cope .. mightily impressed this here scribbler be ... Neville 🙂
Your gentle ego may well repair when I tell you dear Neville that this took 3 whole years to write and it is in my sonnet book alone lol as I think I could never venture to write another. Such a beautiful kind encouraging comment, I think if you ever tried you would not be defeated dear friend. ❤️
Well, abbaabbacdcdcd lost their way as rhymed couplets took the crown in a gorgeous piece I can't but LOVE. My, my, you took 3 years with blood and sweat? Aww, it's easier than that, by far.
It'd definitely be a different creature if it wasn't this beauty. Treat the ideas like a horse whose reins you yield up while you flow with him wherever he wants to run, only guiding him gently here and there.
That aside, oh! But the passion so vibrantly thrilling through this like to bleed itself on the page is poignantly alive as the rhymed couplets chase the living thought down the page to its happy conclusion. Delightfully infused and detailed, I love it. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much, I am very proud of this but I couldn\'t ever imagine doing it again lol 🤣 thank you dear poetess can I call you Jennifer? Or missy?
Yep. Jennifer, Jen, Jenny, bitch, have all been monikers, if not actually my name: Miss Jennifer S. Gordon. Help yourself, it's what I tell everyone to their faces. George was only a crazy idea which I was also called in college too many years ago because I decided to be silly under pressure.
How about the fabulous Jenny 🌹 thank you.
They call me stronza here !!!
That's what my precious [late] mother called me.
Haha, I'll call you sweet Teddy since I do love my teddy bears to death and sleep with one every night.
Awe, I am amazed it just came to me in a second. ❤️
Too fun!
I'm an original spice girl that or Bridget Jones, living my best life as you can see lol 🤣
Oh wow! I never, NEVER dreamed! I humbly bow to you.
See you round fabulous jenny. 💙
You likewise, sweet Teddy
Beautiful rhyme and sentiment in this poem that reads so classically. very nice my friend
Thank you dearest sorrenbarret one of my finest achievements 🤣
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