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Yes, I teasingly told him "I might even write you a sonnet," never yet informing him I'd already been doing so since the day we met. (sonnet #MMMMMMCCCCXIII) O Thou whose eyes perplex me from th'all hail When you cut into conversation, whence "Hi!"--and--"I'm Joe." did more than simply hence Just intro you, but left me in betrayl In arms oer what that look you gave'd avail, Yes, who when I was sassy cut that sense Short with again, a look I'd puzzle thence, Today--what?! kiss my hand likeas tis bail?! Call me, "my lady," with a flowr plucked fer Th'occasion yes, in tow.  I fell for't too. Or rather, sweetly thanked you like in poor 'Scuse that was perfect.  O what did I do?! If any saw they'd know we were what? your Late project?  Shall I be yours now, think you? 15Jun17a
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Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC
See, I Told You I Might Write YOU a Sonnet
Yes, I teasingly told him "I might even write you a sonnet," never yet informing him I'd already been doing so since the day we met. (sonnet #MMMMMMCCCCXIII) O Thou whose eyes perplex me from th'all hail When you cut into conversation, whence "Hi!"--and--"I'm Joe." did more than simply hence Just intro you, but left me in betrayl In arms oer what that look you gave'd avail, Yes, who when I was sassy cut that sense Short with again, a look I'd puzzle thence, Today--what?! kiss my hand likeas tis bail?! Call me, "my lady," with a flowr plucked fer Th'occasion yes, in tow.  I fell for't too. Or rather, sweetly thanked you like in poor 'Scuse that was perfect.  O what did I do?! If any saw they'd know we were what? your Late project?  Shall I be yours now, think you? 15Jun17a
*Nathan aka Nateive Son asked once ages 'go whether the men I write to see these stanzas, and the fellows who know my face rarely do, but mebbe this time...? Will see. Here's for all of you who hungrily wanted "the latest."
JennyGordon
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51/F/Bolingbrook, IL
Jun 17, 2017
Jun 17, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC
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