sometime in December 2017
Every time you look at me,
I can't contain what's inside of me.
Always wanting to not just imagine and see,
But also to be with thee.
To be with thee without making any plea.
But I know it won't happen and I'll always imagine and see.
YOU ARE READING
To Thee
Poésie"Haply, I think on thee and then my state ....... For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings." | Sonnet 29 | Short Poetry.
