My love, my love I don't know who you are,
The turtle doves haven't told me yet.
I've seen in my dreams before we've met
And I hope the time isn't very far.
I'll keep waiting until the day we cross,
Even if a thousand years come to pass,
Watching quietly from the window glass
To see you coming this way across
From the lonely road and into my heart,
Leaving back behind the winter season
To find a place where the flowers blossom
And the morning sunlight will never part.
But I've known that shadows cast in the light,
Possibly some ways our love worse than night.
YOU ARE READING
Sonnets
PuisiThese 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.