( Sonnet )
And she so blithely calm,
Perfection amongst nature,
So beauteous, so precious,
Dearer than faint rapture.
How, we new men are lost
Without words, without wit,
Unbeknownst of times' cost
Bearing, bereft, without pill,
Woman in all her temptings,
Hair, longing to be shackle,
Eyes, mirroring dire heavens,
Lips, that drowning fish tackle.
How, to be a man without fear
When all womankind is near?
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
( Sonnet )
And she so blithely calm,
Perfection amongst nature,
So beauteous, so precious,
Dearer than faint rapture.
How, we new men are lost
Without words, without wit,
Unbeknownst of times' cost
Bearing, bereft, without pill,
Woman in all her temptings,
Hair, longing to be shackle,
Eyes, mirroring dire heavens,
Lips, that drowning fish tackle.
How, to be a man without fear
When all womankind is near?
