My fervent love for you inspires me to sonnet, I love the way your heart spirit and soul loves, You have breached my mind the day and finis eve, The words of love and pain that I dream of,
Let me compare you to a great conjuration? You are an accolade of fervor beatified deity, As the Great sun heats the peaches of June, Summertime as it beautifies the flowers that bloom,
You ask how I love thee how can I not, I love the aegis the emotion shown with words, As they bellow like copious out over your argot, Thinking of your prolific love fills my days.