Seraph (Sonnet)

Oh Seraph loving celestial being

Through clouds you tiptoed ,finger playing harp strings

Long and short stroking , affecting my heartstrings

Fine looking angelic maiden bejewelled eyed

Porcelain skinned , golden trusses i espied

(Alas you stole my heart with no thought shown
Ripping shred from shred torn as if your own )

Alive with grace she strode dignity in dance

My heart did pound as i await her advance

Feverish sweat I did perspire should she pass

I caught her eye she welcomed me at last

She slid beside loving with tender blithe

I write this sonnet for you my darling

Oh Seraph loving celestial being

thank you