What see I sitting on her knees? It’s you A part of nature you are this morning. A silhouette against the sky in blue. Atop a cliff, the earth to you doth sing.
I stand in awe of grace so beautiful From you just sitting still in lone repose. While standing watching this, I feel a pull To greet you and give you a fitting rose.
Then suddenly I am beside you now. For how I came, I can’t begin to guess. But as you turn and smile, I take a vow: I will not ever this moment repress.
I could forever now sit here with you, In fact that is just what I plan to do.
This is my very first attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet.