Do worry not when I say you I love;
For I don't ask your precious heart be mine.
And keep whoever, in your heart you have.
Just lie to me you care, and I'll be fine.
And do those things, with him, you always do.
Talk sweet to him, praise him how finer he
Than me, to you, who always failed to woo.
Form together new bonds so stronger be.
Do talk ill of me with him in my back.
A thorn in my heart pullable not out;
Laugh at such state, make fun of what I lack.
Bring woe from one so much I care about.
Hold'ng onto you, to suffer is my fate;
And for my strain, my reward is your hate.
YOU ARE READING
Sonnets For You
Puisi"Do read those lines of mine written for you; Those lines in which I shared my feelings true. And may in heart of yours form something new From rhymes of mine that bear a story blue"
