The dice don't roll on six ten times like this;
Our love isn't a set of accidents.
Nigh did I believe in coincidence,
Together, as we lock our lips and kiss.
I'm lost to how I should explain our love
When people point and say that something's wrong.
I do wish we could go sing a song
To let everyone know, this love IS love.
It's not just some mistake to be dismissed.
I know you feel that you and I belong,
And with more to our hearts than where we spawn,
I'll call to you, to come to me in tryst.
For with no star-crossed fate to keep us part,
It's our own accord to love each other.
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Sonnets
PoetryThese are some sonnets that I've written. Some are English (Shakespearean Sonnets), some are Italian Sonnets, and some are modified. They all have 14 lines, ten syllables in each line and hopefully a near iambic pentameter.
