Engish love sonnet.
I walk through gardens fragrant memories
Which hold a hapless hope to trip my view
Away from one as beautiful as you
Whose scent of jasmine lingers in the breeze
And though each morning brings a gentle dew
Which hide from hapless hopes that long to tease
Away sweet pleasured treasures such as these
Reminders who made all their dreams come true
These hapless hopes are never far away
As they lie lurking longing to confound
Still kisses wisp them haplessly astray
To play in far more murky ground abound
I stroll with fragrant memories today
To stay with Joy her sound astounds profound
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