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.