Behold my ****** beating heart
deranged from the day we became apart
It longs for your twinkling eyes
mirroring your vulnerable soul, I heave heavy sighs
In a dim-lit chamber
through the stairs, I clamber
I clasp my chest
melancholy runs over me the best
witnessing the past along the corridors
my eyes seek for the one my heart adores
Remembering the constellations upon your eyes
I whisper to myself, wonderful lies
Beaming with tears, I fondly held your portrait
pondering upon the thought that i can never be your mate
a little something i made for English class which was inspired by Petrarch's way of writing his poetry. I dont know if I actually captured his style but this is the best that I could do so far.