This is a sort of own sonnet that I wrote, with Shakespeare's "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" as inspiration.
(By the way: English is not my mother-tongue :p)
Shall I describe now when I see your face?
On Earth there's never been, oh, such a place
Where I am free, whether near or far
You capture me, wherever then you are.
I cannot think of things that I should do
Because it's often that I dream of you;
I even sit beside my window tight
To gaze upon the drunken depths of night.
But ere the curtains and my eyes are close
I fall asleep, like [a] softly blooming rose;
And while our thoughts do fill the sighing air
The cause is swift: the moment that we share.
Thus stronger grows desire until we meet
And time won't pass a heart's so loving beat.
(By the way: English is not my mother-tongue :p)
Shall I describe now when I see your face?
On Earth there's never been, oh, such a place
Where I am free, whether near or far
You capture me, wherever then you are.
I cannot think of things that I should do
Because it's often that I dream of you;
I even sit beside my window tight
To gaze upon the drunken depths of night.
But ere the curtains and my eyes are close
I fall asleep, like [a] softly blooming rose;
And while our thoughts do fill the sighing air
The cause is swift: the moment that we share.
Thus stronger grows desire until we meet
And time won't pass a heart's so loving beat.
Nice work!
