An Italian love sonnet.

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Oh, for a mate who’d trade their love for mine
In mortal union all their life they’d bring;
A taste of sweetness causing heart to sing,
Of his passions deep I would drink like wine.
Alas and does my heart for true love pine, 
A rapturous soul to which I could cling,
Of my loneliness would remove the sting.
No longer would I taste these tears of brine.
In hopeful stillness I will patient wait
On steadfast vigil through the starry night,
Not knowing when he shall enter my gate.
If Eros’ quiver to my heart was straight,
‘Tis Cupid’s arrow winging now in flight.
To know such tender love shall be my fate.

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  • cutedrishti8 on Oct 30, 2009

    A great poem

  • ken bultman on Oct 30, 2009

    Hang in there lest Cupid be busy. Beautiful poem of watching and waiting.

  • BullwinkleMuse on Oct 30, 2009

    Wonderfully constructed and beautifully rendered, Katie.

  • Payge on Oct 30, 2009

    Well written with a wonderful flow….made me think I was reading poetry the way it was written long ago.

  • Darla Cooke on Oct 30, 2009

    Lovely poem.

  • alc on Oct 30, 2009

    A powerful write!

  • Vikram Chhabra on Oct 30, 2009

    Very nice. It had a lot of emotional energy and passion!

  • cafftee on Oct 30, 2009

    Beautifully done Katie.

  • Casey Mack on Oct 30, 2009

    This is truly beautiful, and carries a sense of yearning that rings true to life.

  • maranatha on Oct 30, 2009

    This is beautiful! Good for you! You must have been in a particularly quaint mood tonight, eh?

  • RS Wing on Oct 30, 2009

    Great command of the language. Nice metre too!

  • Melody SJAL on Oct 31, 2009

    Love it.

  • kate smedley on Oct 31, 2009

    A beautiful lyrical sonnet Katie Marie, gorgeous.

  • STEVE666 on Nov 2, 2009

    As always—-beautifully written.

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